I thought you were in Figi, or Panama, or Macedonia, or some place of that kind." "Patagonia," said Valmai, smiling.

"My parents both died there, and I have come home to live in Wales again--" "Well, to be sure," said Mrs.Power, rubbing one hand over another, her favourite action.

"Come, Gwladys, don't cry--don't be silly; as your sister is here, she will stay with us a week or so.

Can you, my dear ?" "Yes," said Valmai, whose clear mind quickly drew its own conclusions and formed its own plans.

"Yes, indeed, I hoped you would ask me to stay a week or so; but do not think I am come to be dependent on you.
No, I am well off, but I had an intense longing to see my sister; and having no ties or claims upon me, I made up my mind to find her out before I settled down into some new life." Alas, poor human nature! The few words, "I am well off," influenced Mrs.Besborough Power at once in her reception of the friendless girl.
"Of course, my dear, stay as long as you like.