Through which Opinion's searching beam can fall;
And passing there, the clearest, steadiest ray,
Will tinge its light, and turn its line astray."
—Moore.
It was at the breakfast table the next morning that Mildred had her first sight of the new comers.
They were late in making their appearance, excusing themselves on the ground of fatigue from the journey of the previous day.
Juliet, the elder of the two, was an extremely sentimental young lady; tall and thin, with fair complexion, pale auburn hair, and faded blue eyes.
The other, Reba, a noisy, rattling, romping, pert young Miss, with staring black eyes, black hair, straight and coarse, and a muddy skin, which she strove with very limited success to conceal with toilet powder and rouge.
She prided herself on being a fast girl, a good shot with a pistol, and not afraid to mount the wildest horse that could be found.
Her talk was of horses and dogs, race courses and shooting matches; her sister's of beaux, parties and dress.