“They are indeed charming people. I was glad to meet them and would have enjoyed remaining, but, little cousin, I have something to tell you. Shall it be now?”
“Yes, now,” echoed the girl eagerly.
“I told your Dorton friends that we would remain in Philadelphia until to-morrow with Mr. and Mrs. De Cormis, old friends of my father. A niece of Mr. De Cormis from Woodmont, a village near my home in Ohio, is visiting there, and I am glad to have you become acquainted.”
“Is she a dear friend of yours?”
“Yes, the dearest.”
“Did she come to Philadelphia with you?”
“No, she has been there several weeks. She has many friends there to visit, for she lived there all her life until the past four years, when she and her father came to Woodmont. Her father, Rev. Horace De Cormis, is pastor of our church and is one of the best of men.”
“Will she go back to Ohio with us?”
“No, her visit is not yet completed. Her uncle, Mr. Robert De Cormis, and his family wish her to remain the winter with them, but she is a devoted daughter and is not willing to leave her father longer than a fortnight more. You may know that we were glad to meet again.”
“You love each other, then?”