I hastened to him.

I flung my arms round his neck and hid my face upon his breast.

My passionate sobs frightened him at first.
"My dearest Laura, what is the matter ?" he asked.
"Papa, send Miss Reinhart away," I cried; "do send her away.

We were so happy before she came, and mamma was happy.

Can you not see there is a black shadow hanging over the house?
Send it away--be as you were before she came.