If you must know what I was thinking of just now, I was thinking or my aunt.

She has not answered my last letter--and I'm beginning to be afraid she is ill." "I'm very sorry," said Francine.
"Why?
You don't know my aunt; and you have only known me since yesterday afternoon.

Why are you sorry ?" Francine remained silent.

Without realizing it, she was beginning to feel the dominant influence that Emily exercised over the weaker natures that came in contact with her.

To find herself irresistibly attracted by a stranger at a new school--an unfortunate little creature, whose destiny was to earn her own living--filled the narrow mind of Miss de Sor with perplexity.