"I am truly glad to see Alexander Jardine!" When he went up to her she took his two hands in hers.

"I remember your mother and how fine a lassie she was! Good mind and good heart--" "We've heard of you, too," answered Alexander.

He looked at her in frank admiration, _Eh, but you're bonny!_ written in his gaze.
Mrs.Alison, as they called her, was something more than bonny.

She had loveliness.

More than that, she breathed a cleanliness of spirit, a lucid peace, a fibered self-mastery passing into light.