But then I never had any doubt from the beginning.

How could there be any doubt ?" "How, indeed ?" "Truth, honor, loyalty, and candor, as well as gentle descent, are written on that girl's noble brow, Arnold, plain, so that all may read.

It is truly wonderful," she went on, "how the old gentle blood shows itself, and will break out under the most unexpected conditions.
In her face she is not much like her father; that is true; though sometimes I catch a momentary resemblance, which instantly disappears again.

Her eyes are not in the least like his, nor has she his manner, or carriage, or any of his little tricks and peculiarities--though, perhaps, I shall observe traces of some of them in time.

But especially she resembles him in her voice.