The rich light lingered lovingly upon her golden hair, and tender lips and cheeks, and snowy neck, on which the coral necklace rose and fell with the pulsations of her heart.

The kind, mild eyes were fixed upon the sunset sadly, and their blue depths seemed to hold more than one dew-drop, ready to pass the barrier of the long dusky lashes, which closed gradually as the pure white forehead drooped upon her hand.
For a long time the tender heart remained thus still and quiet; then her lips moved faintly, and she murmured-- "Oh, it is wrong--I know it is--I ought not to!" And two tears fell on the child's hand, and on the necklace, which the fingers held..