I mean to be a true friend to Ronald, mamma; I shall try to train and form his wife." Poor Dora! She was already trained and formed, but no one would understand that.

People do not expect the perfume of the rose in a wild strawberry blossom, or the fragrance of the heliotrope in a common bluebell.

Yet they wondered that in this simple girl, ignorant of the world and it ways, they did not find a cultivated mind, a graceful manner, and a dignified carriage.

Their only thought was to train and form her, whereas Nature and not Art had done both.
"Dora," said Ronald, as the carriage disappeared from view, "try to like Lady Charteris and her daughter; they are so kindly disposed toward you.

I shall be so pleased to see you good friends." "I will try," she replied, cheerfully.