She looked eagerly into my face.
"How long you have been away, Sir Edgar! Surely the starlight agrees with you.

I have coffee ready for you in the drawing-room--you have dined, I suppose ?" "Yes, I dined at Harden Manor.

I have been there all day." A dark cloud came for a moment over her radiant face.
"All day," she repeated.

"Ah, poor Miles! If he rode over in the morning they were always sure to make him stay to the evening, if they could." "If Miles found the place as pleasant as I do, the length of his visits would not surprise me," I said, laughingly.

"I will run up to see Clare first and then try your coffee, Coralie." I longed to tell my good news to my sister.
"Clare," I said, kneeling by her side, "look at me.