I could not feel happy till I had done so.

They were very kind about it, _very_ kind, but still it was to my grandmother I felt the most grateful and the most drawn.

From that time till her death, when I was nearly grown up, she was my dearest counsellor and guide.

I had no concealment from her--I told her everything.

For her heart was so wonderfully young; to the very last she was able to sympathise in all my girlish joys, and sorrows, and difficulties." "Like you, grandmother dear," said Molly, softly stroking her grandmother's hand, which she had taken in hers.