What shall I do, Grace, when the day comes for parting with my adopted daughter ?" Mercy started, and showed her face again.

The traces of tears were in her eyes.

"Why should I leave you ?" she asked, in a tone of alarm.
"Surely you know!" exclaimed Lady Janet.
"Indeed I don't.

Tell me why." "Ask Horace to tell you." The last allusion was too plain to be misunderstood.

Mercy's head drooped.