r spot in Mrs.
Cameron's heart, and Katy touched it, making her feel a throb of
affection for the childish creature suing for her love.

"Yes, darling, I love you now," she said, removing Katy's clinging arms
and taking care that they should not enfold her a second time. "You are
tired and cold," she continued; "you had better go at once to your
rooms. You will find them in order, and I will send Esther up. There is
plenty of time to dress for dinner," and with a wave of her hand she
dismissed Katy up the stairs, noticing as she went the exquisite
softness of her fur cloak; but thinking it too heavy a garment for her
slight figure, and noticing, too, the graceful ankle and foot which the
little high-heeled gaiter showed to good advantage. "I did not see her
face distinctly, but she has a well-turned instep and walks easily," was
the report she carried to her daughters, who in their own room, over
Katy's, were dressing for dinner.

"She will undoubtedly make a good dancer, then, unless like Dr. Grant,
she is too blue for that," Juno said, while Bell shrugged her shoulders,
congratulating herself that she had a mind above such frivolous matters
as dancing and well-turned insteps, and wondering if Katy cared in the
least for books.

"Couldn't you see her face at all, mother?" Juno asked.

"Scarcely; but the glimpse I did get was satisfactory. I think she is
pretty."

And this was all the sisters could ascertain until their toilets were
finished, and they went down into the library, where their brother
waited for them. He had seen his father and Jamie, and now he arose to
meet his sisters, kissing them both affectionately, and complimenting
them on their good looks.

"I wish we could say the same of you," saucy Juno answered, playfully
pulling his mustache; "but, upon my word, Will, you are fast settling
down into an oldish married man, even turning gray," and she ran her
fingers through his dark hair, where there was now and then a thread of
silver. "Disappointed in your domestic relations, eh?" she continued,
looking him archly in the face.

Wilford was rather proud of his good looks, and during his sojourn
abroad, Katy had not helped him any in overcoming this weakness, but, on
the contrary, had fed his vanity by constant flattery. And still he was
himself conscious of not looking quite as well as usual just now, for
the sea voyage had tired him as well as Katy, but he did not care to be
told of it, and Juno's i