Loving tokens of friendship were placed on its strong branches by lovely and delicate hands.

Lady Douglas presided over these mysteries, in the secret chamber, with the vigilance of the dragon who guarded the golden apples in the classic shades of the Hesperides.

All busy little feet were turned towards the door, but further entrance was barred by gentle admonition from her ladyship.
Lady Rosamond had been allowed the privacy of her own apartments without interruption.

She was preparing some tokens of regard for different members of the family.

Many chaste and valuable articles had been received from home for this purpose, but she wished to make some choice trinkets as her own work.