"Well off!" said she.

"Well off! I never knew a girl who was better off.

To think of my being here with you, and your being as good as a mother to me, and Uncle Henry as good as a father; and this dear old house; and to see myself fairly loaded down with jewels like a crown-princess.

I never knew I liked such things so much.

I am fairly ashamed." Rose kissed Sylvia with such vehemence that the elder woman started back, then she turned again to her mirror.