Strange Visitors

ter dressing, I was summoned to breakfast by the person who had received me the previ

on the hearth. A small round stand was set forth, upon which was placed my solitary repast. I seat

one of the deep-set windows which lighted the

nd, rocks relieved by a patch of blue sky; a thin line of light, neutral tinted, windi

he opening of the room door, and a strange voice repeating my name. The person presenting herself appeare

your breakfast, Miss,

ed's

t the left. A pleasant odor of flowers met my grateful senses. The room was spacious, wide

a table containing books and papers, gave a tone of both comfort a

rning sunbeams, led into a conservatory from whe

l, manly figure. As I entered

d," said my companion,

exion, set off by dark, penetrative eyes; a shapely head covered with long, heavy masses of straight dark hair. The impression his

are young," said he, reflec

een," I

his head; "however, as you are here, if you wish

journeyed quite a distance for that purpose, and shall be

take her to the nursery, an

we had entered by; a narrow hall and a fli

ss, and tracing thereon letters with long, thin fingers

overness, Herbe

nful eyes. They sent a quiver through my frame from their strang

h his inspection, and his thin

o me. He came

. I found him intelligent, but grave beyond his years; very docile a