When Elsli came into the pleasant room where she had passed so many happy days, and glanced towards the empty window-seat, she was overcome with fresh grief.

Clarissa took her by the hand, and, drawing her to a seat by her side, immediately began to ask about Nora; and soon Elsli was pouring out her whole heart; and she told Clarissa all that she and Nora had said to each other about the heavenly land, and she repeated the hymn that Nora had taught her.

Then she told how quietly Nora had left her at last, and said that she hoped to follow her soon into her beautiful home.
Clarissa hung upon every word that fell from Elsi's lips with gratitude and satisfaction.

It was she who had taught Nora that hymn as she sat upon her knees when she was a very little child, and as she heard it repeated now it was with the same tones, the same motions of hand and head that the child had used who learned it from her own lips; it seemed to Clarissa as if Nora lived again in Elsli.

Weeping with mingled joy and sorrow, she went in search of Mrs.Stanhope.
"Surely," she exclaimed, "this child is the image of our darling; it is her sister, with her voice, her words, her very thought.