The relations between them did not look wilful, or capricious, or a failure, in such a light; they became elevated into something more self-denying, honourable, affectionate, and true.
'If we knew yesterday,' said Rosa, as she dried her eyes, 'and we did know yesterday, and on many, many yesterdays, that we were far from right together in those relations which were not of our own choosing, what better could we do to-day than change them?
It is natural that we should be sorry, and you see how sorry we both are; but how much better to be sorry now than then!' 'When, Rosa ?' 'When it would be too late.

And then we should be angry, besides.' Another silence fell upon them.
'And you know,' said Rosa innocently, 'you couldn't like me then; and you can always like me now, for I shall not be a drag upon you, or a worry to you.

And I can always like you now, and your sister will not tease or trifle with you.

I often did when I was not your sister, and I beg your pardon for it.' 'Don't let us come to that, Rosa; or I shall want more pardoning than I like to think of.' 'No, indeed, Eddy; you are too hard, my generous boy, upon yourself.

Let us sit down, brother, on these ruins, and let me tell you how it was with us.