‘You fancied that, did you?’
‘Yes, I did so fancy it.’
‘Might I be bold enough to ask from what circumstance, though? I entreat you to tell me, what belongings of mine, what resources of luxury or pleasure, what incident of my daily life, suggested this impression of yours?’
‘Perhaps, as a matter of strict reasoning, I have little to show for my conviction, but if you ask me why I thought as I did, it was simply from contrasting your condition with my own, and seeing that in everything where my lot has gloom and darkness, if not worse, yours, my ungrateful cousin, was all sunshine.’
‘Let us see a little of this sunshine, Cousin Nina. Sit down here beside me, and show me, I pray, some of those bright tints that I am longing to gaze on.’
‘There’s not room for both of us on that bench.’
‘Ample room; we shall sit the closer.’
‘No, Cousin Dick; give me your arm and we’ll take a stroll together.’
‘Which way shall it be?’
‘You shall choose, cousin.’