"Yes," said Letitia, "did you know him, too?"
The lady smiled—a sad little smile it was. She was in black.
"He was my husband," she replied, "and this"—turning to the blue-eyed, fair-haired girl beside her "is Letitia Saxeholm."
"Why," my Robin cried—"why, that's—"
Letitia Primrose stopped him with a glance, and turning swiftly to that little English maid—
"Letitia?" she said, taking those pink cheeks gently between her hands, and kissing them wellnigh with every word she uttered. "Letitia—what a sweet—sweet name!"
Transcriber's Note:
There were a few unnecessary quotation marks within the text that have been removed.
The spelling of two words has been changed. Apent is now spent and valeys is now valleys.