"I see nothing in them.

Look at the stories we read; how different those girls are from us! They have fathers, brothers, and friends; they have jewels and dresses; they have handsome admirers, who pay them homage; they dance, ride, and enjoy themselves.

Now look at us, shut up here with old and serious people." "Hush, Beatrice," said Lillian; "mamma is not old." "Not in years, perhaps," replied Beatrice; "but she seems to me old in sorrow.

She is never gay nor light-hearted.

Mrs.Vyvian is very kind, but she never laughs.