Mr.La Touche is a very estimable young man, I have no doubt, and of a highly respectable family; and, very likely, will make you an excellent husband.

If I were you, I would ask my papa to let me go on another visit to Ottawa, and remain, say, until the end of May.

It would do you good, I am sure." Rose listened to this harangue, her eyes flashing.
"And if I were you, Miss Grace Danton, I would keep my advice until it was asked.

Be so good for the future, as to mind your own business, attend to your housekeeping, and let other people's love affairs alone." With which Rose sailed stormily off, with very red cheeks, and very bright, angry eyes, and sought refuge in a book.
Grace, perfectly unmoved, quite used to Rose's temper, sewed serenely on, and waited for the rest of the family to appear.
Eeny was the next to enter, then came Sir Ronald Keith, who took a chair opposite Captain Danton, and buried himself in another paper.

To him, in Kate's absence, the room was empty.
The breakfast bell was ringing when that young lady appeared, beautiful and bright as the sunny morning, in flowing white cashmere, belted with blue, and her lovely golden hair twisted in a coronet of amber braids round her head.