Even Mr.Jones had scarcely power to depress her to-night.

She felt brave and bright, and all her youth made itself manifest in her springing, elastic step.

Now that she was about to leave them, she felt horrified at the thought of having lived so long with the Doves.

Her sense of relief at the thought of making her home with Miss Egerton was greater than she could express.
She entered the house, and came upstairs singing a gay air under her breath.
At the door of their attics she was met by Jasmine.
"Oh, Primrose! I have been watching for you.

I am so glad you have come.