Her innocent surprise and joy brought tears to my eyes. I remembered myself the humility of a young heart wondering, wondering if this strange gift of gifts, the love of romance and poetry, could really have fallen to its own share; yet Flora was so unlike me--and my eyes, worn with tears and watching, were they disenchanted now? I stooped to kiss her sweet blushing cheek. "I must hear who he is now, and all that you have to tell me," said I. "Are they pleased at home, and is he a hero and a paladin? It was very good of you to come and tell me, Flora." "No, he is not a hero," said Flora, and then she paused and looked up in my face, and made a breathless appeal to me, clasping baby's little soft hand within both her own; "Oh, cousin Hester, will you come home? it must be so dreadful to be parted; I can understand it now," said Flora, with her sweet blush. "Please, cousin Hester, dear cousin, what matter is it if Mr. Southcote was wrong, he is so fond of you, he thinks there is no one like you; oh, will you come home?" I was taken by surprise. I could not help crying as the eager young face looked up in mine. I was not in the least angry; but alas! she did not know,--how could she know? "Hush, Flora, hush," I said, when I could speak; "hush, hush;" I could not find another word to say. "You would be a great deal happier, cousin Hester," said Flora, kissing my hand, and clasping it with baby's between her own. I only repeated that one word "Hush." If my child himself had appealed to me, I do not think I could have been more strangely moved. She said no more, but sighed as she gave up her guileless endeavor; and now again the smiles and blushes came beaming back, and she told me of her own happiness. _He_ was a young landed gentleman in their immediate neighborhood, only five miles from Ennerdale, and if neither a hero nor a paladin, had managed to make Flora very well contented with him, that was certain. And everything was so suitable, she said, and mamma and papa were so much pleased, and the boys were wild about it, and they had come up to London to supply the bride's wardrobe, and it was from this delightful occupation that Flora had spared a day to visit me. "And he has three sisters, cousin Hester," said Flora, "such pretty, good, nice girls, and they all live at the hall; and we have always been _such_ friends, especially Mary and I, and they will be such pleasant company. Oh! if you were only at Cottiswoode, I think I should have nothing more to wish for; I can see mamma almost every day, and Annie is almost old enough to take my place, and when Gus and the rest of the boys come home for the holidays, of course they will be as much at the hall as they are at Ennerdale, and _he_ is as fond of them all as I am, and if you were at home, cousin Hester, I think I should be almost too happy."