She looked such a child, in her pretty confusion and bashfulness, that not one of them resented her presence amongst them.

Courtesy and kindliness had always been Lady Andover's salient characteristics, and there was a native refinement and quaint simplicity about Cherry that would have gone far to disarm severer critics than the present company round Lady Andover.
"Come, my pretty child," she said; "thou shalt sit beside me, and tell me all about thyself.

The name of Trevlyn is well known and well loved in this house.

Thou comest under good auspices." And so Cherry again found herself the plaything and pet of a group of good-humoured people, though this time they were fine ladies in dresses that fairly took away her breath, as she ventured to study them with eager, furtive glances.

She answered all their questions with pretty, candid frankness; told of her adventure in the osier beds, and of Cuthbert's timely rescue; told of her life under her father's roof, and her simple daily duties and pleasures.