"It's weak for men to cry, but I have cried many a night for her, when the clouds were crying, too, and I heard against my window the rain which I knew was falling upon her little grave." He was growing rather excited, and thinking he had talked too much, Alice was trying to quiet him, when the door opened softly and Adah herself came in.

Bowing politely to Alice she advanced to Hugh's bedside, and bending over him spoke his name.

He knew her, and turning to Alice said: "This is Adah; you will like each other; you are much alike." For an instant the two young girls gazed at each other as if trying to account for the familiar look each saw in the other's face.

Adah was the first to remember, and when at last Hugh was asleep she unclasped from her neck the slender chain she had worn so long, and passing the locket to Alice, asked if she ever saw it before.
"Yes, oh, yes, it's I, it's mine, though not a very natural one.

I never knew where I lost it.