After considerable debate, it was resolved that the children should be
left behind with the governess, Sir Within pledging himself to watch
over them most attentively, and send constant reports of Ada to her
family. Mademoiselle Heinzleman had already spoken very favourably of
Kitty, or Kate, as she was henceforth to be called; not only of her
disposition and temper, but of her capacity and her intense desire to
learn, and the Vyners now deemed her presence a most fortunate event.
Nor were they so far wrong. Ada was in every quality of gentleness
and obedience all that the most anxious love could ask: she had the
traits--very distinctive traits are they, too--of those who have been
from earliest infancy only conversant with one school of manners, and
that the best. All the examples she had seen were such as teach
habits of deference, the wish to oblige, the readiness to postpone
self-interest, and a general disposition to please without
obtrusiveness--ways which spread a very enjoyable atmosphere over daily
life, and gild the current of existence to those with whom the stream
runs smoothly.
She was a very pretty child too. She had eyes of deep blue, which seemed
deeper for their long black lashes; her hair was of that rich auburn
which sets off a fair skin to greatest advantage; her profile was almost
faultless in regularity, and so would have been her full face if an
over-shortness of the upper lip had not marred the effect by giving a
habit of slightly separating the lips when silent, and thus imparting a
look of weakness to her features which the well-formed brow and forehead
contradicted.
She was clever, but more timid than clever, and with such a distrust of
her ability as to make her abashed at the slightest demand upon it. This
timidity had been deepened by solitude--she being an only child--into
something like melancholy, and her temperament when Kate O’Hara first
came was certainly sad-coloured.
It was like the working of a charm, the change which now came over
her whole nature. Not merely that emulation had taken the place of
indolence, and zeal usurped the post of apathy, but she became active,
lively, and energetic. The occupations which had used to weary became
interesting, and instead of the lassitude that had weighed her down she
seemed to feel a zest and enjoyment in the mere fact of existence. And
it is probably the very nearest approach to happiness of which our life
here below is capable, when the sunshine of the outer world is felt
within our own hearts, and we are glad with the gladness of all around
us.
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