\"Hesenttheflowers,hecameforme,and,onthewayhome,showedmehowwrongIhadbeentodoubthimforanhour。Don\'taskmetotellthatpart,butbesureIwasthehappiestcreatureintheworldthen。\"
AndPhebehidherfaceagain,allwetwithtendertearsthatfellsoftandsuddenasasummershower。
Roseletthemflowundisturbedwhileshesilentlycaressedthebenthead,wondering,withawistfullookinherownweteyes,whatthismysteriouspassionwaswhichcouldsomove,ennoble,andbeautifythebeingswhomitblessed。
AnimpertinentlittleclockuponthechimneypiecestrikingelevenbrokethesilenceandremindedPhebethatshecouldnotindulgeinlovedreamsthere。Shestartedup,brushedoffhertears,andsaidresolutely:\"Thatisenoughfortonight。Gohappilytobed,andleavethetroublesfortomorrow。\"
\"But,Phebe,Imustknowwhatyousaid,\"criedRose,likeachilddefraudedofhalfitsbedtimestory。