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And now the day when Neil was expected had come, and it lacked but a few
minutes of the time for the arrival of the train. Everything was ready,
and the old house wore quite a festive appearance with its holiday dress
of evergreens and scarlet berries, and all the flowers there were in
blossom in the conservatory, which opened from the dining room, and was
kept warm without extra expense. Everything which could be spared from
other parts of the house had been brought to Neil's room, where a
cheerful fire was burning in the grate, and where Bessie's own easy
chair, and couch, and bright Afghan were doing duty, and making the
place very comfortable and attractive.
During the two years and a half which had elapsed since Bessie's visit
to London, she had changed somewhat, and was more a woman than a child,
with a matured and, if possible, a sweeter expression in her face,
though there still lingered about her mouth that same sorry, patient
look which Jack Trevellian had wanted so much to kiss away.


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