Once more she approached her darling plant and kissed all the leaves of its beautiful flowers one by one.

And now there came a knock at the door.

Mr.
Demetrius's messenger had come and a cold shudder ran through the girl's tender frame.

"I am coming!" she cried.

The next moment not a tear was to be seen on her face, nay, not a trace of sorrow, or fear, but only snow-white tranquillity.
All the members of the family were assembled together again in grandpapa's room.