This, too, is our child." Mrs.Stanhope roused herself for a moment to listen to Clarissa's words, but she was not moved by them; she threw herself again on her bed and would not be comforted.

Clarissa was not disheartened by this indifference; she was so completely impressed herself by the wonderful resemblance between the children that she led Elsli into the room where the hopeless mother lay in full indulgence of her grief, and said:-- "I bring you this little girl, Mrs.Stanhope; for I look upon her as a legacy that our Nora has left us." Mrs.Stanhope looked for a moment into the girl's face; then she suddenly kissed her and said:-- "Elsli, Nora loved you, and you loved her.

You shall stay with me always"; and they all three wept together, but there was healing in the tears.
Like one in a dream Elsli went home that day.

She understood, but not wholly, what had happened.

She had believed that Nora would ask her heavenly Father to call her to heaven, and would come herself to meet her; and now it seemed as if she had already come to meet her to lead her elsewhere than to heaven.
Clarissa went to make the arrangements with Marget, about which there was no difficulty whatever.