Sometimes her cousin condescended to enjoy a sail of a summer's evening, but for the most part Asahel and Elizabeth went alone.

Miss Cadwallader would neither row nor ride, and was very apt to eschew walking, unless a party were going along.
Over her books Elizabeth luxuriated all the rest of the time.
Morning, noon, and night.

The labour of talking she left to her cousin, who took to it kindly, and speedily made herself very popular.

And there was certainly something very pleasant in her bright smile, always ready, and in her lovely face; and something pleasant too in her exceeding dainty and pretty manner of dressing.

She fascinated the children's eyes, and if truth be told, more than the children.