The child will grow up into magnificent woman." "She has the Earle spirit and pride," said the young mother; "I find it hard to manage her even now." Then Lady Earle looked at the fair, spirituelle face and golden hair of little Lillian.

The shy, dove-like eyes and sweet lips charmed her.
"There is a great contrast between them," she said, thoughtfully.

"They will require careful training, Dora; and now we will speak of the matter which brought me here." Dora noticed that, long as she remained, Lady Earle never let Beatrice leave her arms; occasionally she bent over Lillian and touched her soft golden curls, but the child with the "Earle face" was the one she loved best.
Together with Stephen Thorne and his wife, Lady Earle went over the Elms.

The situation delighted her; nothing could be better or more healthy for the children, but the interior of the house must be altered.

Then with delicate grace that could only charm, never wound, Lady Earle unfolded her plans.