It was a proud moment for Lady Earle when she led the two young girls through the long line of servants assembled to receive them.

They were both silent from sheer wonder.

They had left Florence at so early an age that they had not the faintest remembrance of the pretty villa on the banks of the Arno.

All their ideas were centered in the Elms--they had never seen any other home.
Lady Earle watched the different effect produced upon them by the glimpse of Earlescourt.

Lillian grew pale; she trembled, and her wondering eyes filled with tears.