“Quite well, flourishing. Grannie is in the drawing-room? And I’m glad you’ve come to Gilroyd; poor old grannie. I think she has been in very low spirits; let us go to her.”
CHAPTER L.
VIOLET AND WILLIAM IN THE DRAWING-ROOM
Violet seemed merry and good-natured, William thought, but somewhat cold. No one else would have perceived it; but this little chill, hardly measurable by the moral thermometer, was for him an Icelandic frost, in which his very heart ached.
This pretty girl kissed Aunt Dinah, and put off her bonnet, and out gushed her beautiful dark brown hair, but kept her other mufflers on, and said smilingly towards William,—
“I was so surprised to see him at the door, I could scarcely believe my eyes.”
“And looking very well—a little thin perhaps, but very well,” added Aunt Dinah.