She had promised herself not to become angry or discomposed, whatever her aunt might say or do; but before she could control herself an indignant expression flashed across her face and Jane Merrick saw it.
"There are reasons," said Beth, slowly, "why your name is seldom mentioned in my father's family.

Until your letter came I scarcely knew I possessed an aunt.

It was your desire we should become better acquainted, and I am here for that purpose.

I hope we shall become friends, Aunt Jane, but until then, it is better we should not discuss the past." The woman frowned.

It was not difficult for her to read the character of the child before her, and she knew intuitively that Beth was strongly prejudiced against her, but was honestly trying not to allow that prejudice to influence her.