How patriarchal you look, John, sitting in state to be adored!" Thereupon, turning away from the fire, she began to smile upon the little Anastasia, and without any more direct invitation, the small coquette allowed herself to be decoyed from her father to sit on the visitor's knee.

Emily had already thrown off her fur wraps, and the child, making herself very much at home in her arms, began presently to look at her brooch and other ornaments, the touch of her small fingers appearing to give pleasure to Emily, who took up one of the fat little pink hands, and kissed it fondly.
"What is that lady's name, Nancy ?" said John.
"Mrs.Nemily," answered the child.
"You have still a little nursery English left about you, John," said Emily.

"How sweet it is! My boy has that yet to come; he can hardly say half-a-dozen words." Then Gladys entering the room with a cup and saucer, she rose and came to the table.
"That milk looks so nice--give me some of it.

How pleasant it is to feel cold and hungry, as one does in England! No, John, not ham; I will have some bread and marmalade.

Do the children always wait on you, John, at breakfast ?" There was something peculiarly sweet and penetrative in the voices of Brandon and his sister; but this second quality sometimes appeared to give more significance to their words than they had intended.
"Always.