No one has seen it, except Phineas there, until now." He held in his hand the little Greek Testament which he had showed me years before.

Carefully, and with the same fond, reverent look as when he was a boy, he undid the case, made of silk, with ribbon strings--doubtless a woman's work--it must have been his mother's.

His wife touched it, softly and tenderly.

He showed her the fly-leaf; she looked over the inscription, and then repeated it aloud.
"'Guy Halifax, gentleman.' I thought--I thought--" Her manner betrayed a pleased surprise: she would not have been a woman, especially a woman reared in pride of birth, not to have felt and testified the like pleasure for a moment.
"You thought that I was only a labourer's son: or--nobody's.

Well, does it signify ?" "No," she cried, as, clinging round his neck and throwing her head back, she looked at him with all her heart in her eyes.