"That's an insinuation, Mr. Dundas; but look here, what I am bringing to Mrs. Lindsay in the shape of a grand-daughter."
"What, my old acquaintance, Miss Ellen! is it possible! My dear madam, if you had such a treasure for sale, they would pour half their fortune into your lap to purchase it, and the other half at her feet."
"I would not take it, Mr. Dundas."
"It would be no mean price, I assure you, in itself, however it might be comparatively. I give Miss Ellen joy."
Miss Ellen took none of his giving.
"Ah, Ellen, my dear," said Mrs. Gillespie, when he was gone "we shall never have you back in America again. I give up all hopes of it. Why do you look so solemn, my love? You are a strange child; most girls would be delighted at such a prospect opening before them."
"You forget what I leave, Mrs. Gillespie."
"So will you, my love, in a few days; though I love you for remembering so well those that have been kind to you. But you don't realize yet what is before you."
"Why, you'll have a good time, Ellen," said Marianne; "I wonder you are not out of your wits with joy. I should be."
"You may as well make over the Brownie to me, Ellen," said
William; "I expect you'll never want him again."