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"What! Hope has come to me by night in the form of an angel, and
shall I let her go back to her own room? Never! never! never! never!
never!" And she patted the bed expressively, and with the prettiest
impatience.
"Well, let Hope take off her earrings first," suggested Mrs. Dodd.
"No, no, come here directly, earrings and all."
"No, thank you; or I shall have _them_ wounding you next."
Mrs. Hope quietly removed her earrings, and the tender pair passed the
rest of the night in one another's arms. The young girl's tears were
dried; and hope revived, and life bloomed again: only, henceforth her
longing eyes looked out to sea for her father, homeward bound.
Next day, as they were seated together in the drawing-room, Julia came
from the window with a rush, and kneeled at Mrs. Dodd's knees, with
bright imploring face upturned.
"He is there; and--I am to speak to him? Is that it?"
"Dear, dear, dear mamma!" was the somewhat oblique reply.
"Well, then, bring me my things."
She was ten minutes putting them on: Julia tried to expedite her and
retarded her.


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