All the rooms were lighted, and she saw Julius and Sophia pacing up and down the main parlor, hand in hand, so interested in their _sotto voce_ conversation as to be quite unconscious that she had stood a moment at the open door for their recognition.

So she passed on without troubling them.

She heard her mother's happy laugh in the large dining-room, and she guessed from its tone that Harry was with her.

Mrs.
Sandal was beautifully dressed in black satin, and she held in her hand a handsome silver salver.

Evidently she had been about to leave the room with it, when detained by some remark of her son's; for she was half-way between the table and the door, her pretty, kindly face all alight with love and happiness.
Harry was standing on the hearth-rug, facing the room,--a splendidly handsome young fellow in a crimson and yellow uniform.