But there was another surprise waiting for me; a happy surprise this time.

In cleaning out the garret, what do you think the landlady found?
Try to guess." Anything to please her! Anything to make her think that he was as fond of her as ever! "Was it something you had left behind you," he said, "at the time when you lodged there." "Yes! you are right at the first guess--a little memorial of my father.
Only some torn crumpled leaves from a book of children's songs that he used to teach me to sing; and a small packet of his letters, which my mother may have thrown aside and forgotten.

See! I have brought them back with me; I mean to look over the letters at once--but this doesn't interest you ?" "Indeed it does." He made that considerate reply mechanically, as if thinking of something else.

She was afraid to tell him plainly that she saw this; but she could venture to say that he was not looking well.

"I have noticed it for some time past," she confessed.