He did not send her costly gifts.

He did nothing that could exclude the attentions of younger men.

But sometimes a basket of flowers came for Miss Waring--without a card, without any clue.

The good-hearted mother thought of various young men, candidates for degrees in Amy's favor, who had undoubtedly sent the flowers.

The good-hearted mother, who knew that Amy was in love with none of them, pitied them--thought it was a great shame they should lose their time in such an utterly profitless business as being in love with Amy; and when any of them called said, with a good-humored sigh, that she believed her daughter would never be any thing but a Sister of Charity.
Sometimes also a new book came, and on the fly-leaf was written, "To Miss Amy Waring, from her friend Lawrence Newt." Then the good-hearted mother remarked that some men were delightfully faithful to old associations, and that it was really beautiful to see Mr.Newt keeping up the acquaintance so cordially, and complimenting his old friend so delicately by thinking of pleasing her daughter.