["'The real Memorial is here,' said Elinor, reverently, passing from one tablet to another"]

["'This little scarf—it is Roman, too,—is just the thing for Julius Cæsar'"]

["Aunt Nabby seemed to be making little dolls of clay"]

["The old captain proved very talkative"]

["While Martine was sketching, Clare fluttered about"]


Brenda's Ward


CHAPTER I

A NEW HOME