She had been engaged in a secret study of Alice's face, and whenever the object of the study raised her eyes she found a pair of steady blue ones beaming on her.

It was a little disconcerting, and Alice gazed out at the landscape with a fictitious curiosity.
They passed out of the Gled valley into the narrower strath of Avelin, and soon, leaving the meadows behind, went deep into the recesses of woods.

At a narrow glen bridged by the road and bright with the spray of cascades and the fresh green of ferns, Alice cried out in delight, "Oh, I must come back here some day and sketch it.

What a Paradise of a place!" "Then you had better ask Lewie's permission." And Lady Manorwater laughed.
"Who is Lewie ?" asked the girl, anticipating some gamekeeper or shepherd.
"Lewie is my nephew.

He lives at Etterick, up at the head of the glen." Miss Afflint spoke for the first time.