I forgot Mamita and I were not alone." "You pay us the greatest possible compliment," rejoined Mr.Percival.
And Mrs.Percival added, "I hope you will always forget it when we are here." "Do you really wish it ?" asked Flora, earnestly.

"Then I will." And so, with a few genial friends, an ever-deepening attachment between her and her adopted mother, a hopeful feeling at her heart about Rosa, Tulee's likeness by her bedside, and Madame's parrot to wish her _Bon jour_! Boston came to seem to her like a happy home..