But she could openly tell the noble-hearted man to whom this room now belonged how much she had learned to value him, and she rejoiced that the hour was at hand when she could thank him for all that he had done for her brother.
"But Sabine!" cried the cousin, in amazement, for she too had found her way into the room.
"What is the matter ?" said Sabine, looking up.
"Why, these are the embroidered curtains which you have had put up.

They do not belong to this part of the house." "Let them be," returned Sabine, with a smile.
"And the coverlet, and these towels--why, they are your best set.

Good heavens! The coverlet with lace, and the rose-colored lining!" "Never mind, cousin," said Sabine, blushing.

"He whom we expect deserves the best that our old chests contain." But the cousin went on shaking her head.

"If I had not seen this, I should never have believed it.