Then I love Mrs.Ellsworthy, and so does Jasmine." "That is it, Eyebright," answered Noel; "we do not mind receiving kindnesses and favors from those we love.

Yes, I am very sorry for Primrose; I wish matters could be differently arranged for her." While Noel was speaking Hannah came into the room with a cup of beef-tea for the little invalid.
"You have done her a sight of good already, sir," she said, peering with her short-sighted eyes into the young man's face.

"I don't know what we'd have done for her if you hadn't come that day, and talked to her, and got her to tell you what that most villainous person in London was after." "Oh, don't, Hannah," said Daisy, "he's in a dungeon now--poor, poor Mr.Dove; I must not think about him if I mean to get well." Here Daisy shivered, and added under her breath, with her little pale face working-- "I did promise it very faithfully that I would never tell about the sweetmeats." "He was a bad man, Daisy, and he richly deserves his punishment," said Noel, in an almost stern voice, for he wished to check any unhealthy sentimentality on the part of the delicate child.

"You must think of what you and your sisters have suffered, and be glad he has been prevented doing any more mischief." "Drink up your beef-tea, missy," said Hannah.

"Please, Mr.Noel, sir, will you hold the cup for little miss?
Oh, my heart alive, what--what is that ?" "I don't see anything," said Noel, "what has frightened you, Hannah ?" But Hannah had grown white, and looked very queer, and a moment after she hurried out of the room.
"I never knew your servant was nervous," said Noel to Daisy.
"Nervous ?" she repeated, laughing merrily.