see how little he is altered from the pretty little fair fellow, that
you used to say was so like my old portrait, even the wavy rings of
light glossy hair sit on his forehead, just as you liked to twist
them; and his small trim figure is a fine contrast to Norman's long
legs and arms, which--"


There the letter broke off, the playful affection of the last words
making it almost more painful to think that the fond hand would never
finish the sentence.




CHAPTER VI.



A drooping daisy changed into a cup,
In which her bright-eyed beauty is shut up.
WORDSWORTH.


"So there you are up for the day--really you look very comfortable,"
said Ethel, coming into the room where Margaret lay on her bed, half-
raised by pillows, supported by a wooden frame.

"Yes, is not it a charming contrivance of Richard's? It quite gives
me the use of my hands," said Margaret.