A passion for the work of her race beyond these narrow seas--a passion of sympathy, which was also a passion of antagonism, since every phase of that work, according to Miss Mallory, had been dogged by the hate and calumny of base minds--expressed itself through her charming mouth, with a quite astonishing fluency.

Mrs.Colwood's mind moved uneasily.

She had expected an orphan girl, ignorant of the world, whom she might mother, and perhaps mould.

She found a young Egeria, talking politics with raised color and a throbbing voice, as other girls might talk of lovers or chiffons.

Egeria's companion secretly and with some alarm reviewed her own equipment in these directions.