I should be sorry if you left Danton Hall." Grace stooped to kiss the pale young face.
"My dear Eeny, you forget that your beautiful sister Kate is coming.

In a week or two, you will have room in your heart for no one but her." "You know better than that," said Eeny; "perhaps she will be like Rose, and I shall not love her at all." Grace smiled.
"Do you mean to say you do not love Rose, then ?" "Love Rose ?" repeated Eeny, very much amazed at the question; "love Rose, indeed! I should like to see any one who could love Rose.

Grace, where is your brother stopping?
At the hotel ?" "No; at Monsieur le Cure's.

He knows Father Francis.

Eeny, do you hear that ?" She started up, listening.