A flash of lightning from heaven makes the darkest night its own, and gilds with glory the uncouth shapes that grope and crawl beneath its cover.
"And your name is Harry ?" she said.
"Yes." "Do you mind telling me about yourself ?" Harry hesitated.

He knew that he ought not to do it.

He had received imperative commands not to tell anybody about himself; but his temptation to yield to the beautiful lady's wishes was great, for he was heart-starved like herself.

Mrs.Balfour was kind, even affectionate, but he felt that he had never filled the place in her heart of the boy she had lost.

She did not take him into her embrace, and lavish caresses upon him.