"No one ever did before--except Dad, when he said I was a savage." "Don't you want to show him what you can grow into ?" asked Ulyth eagerly.

"Think how surprised and pleased he'll be when he sees you again!" "There's something in that." "There's a great deal in it.

I know I often make myself do things I don't want because of Mother; she's such a darling, and----" She stopped short, realizing too late the mistake she was making.
"I can't remember Mother," answered Rona, turning away with a suggestive cough.

"It's all very well for you." Ulyth could have bitten her tongue out.

She said no more, for she knew her room-mate well enough by this time to have learnt that sympathy must be offered with the utmost discretion.