CHAPTER XIII.
If Flora could have known all this, the sisters would have soon been locked in each other's arms; but while she supposed that Rosa still regarded Mr.Fitzgerald with perfect love and confidence, no explanation of her flight could be given.

She did indeed need to be often reminded by Mrs.Delano that it would be the most unkind thing toward her sister, as well as hazardous to herself, to attempt any communication.

Notwithstanding the tenderest care for her comfort and happiness, she could not help being sometimes oppressed with homesickness.

Her Boston home was tasteful and elegant, but everything seemed foreign and strange.

She longed for Rosa and Tulee, and Madame and the Signor.