We will give the
children an education befitting their position, without removing
them from you. Then we shall see what time will do. Let me see
the little ones. I wish you had called one Helena, after me."
Dora remembered why she had not done so, and a flush of shame
rose to her face.
They were beautiful children, and Dora brought them proudly to
the stately lady waiting for them. Lady Earle took Beatrice in
her arms.
"Why, Dora," she said admiringly, "she has the Earle face, with a
novel charm all its own. The child will grow up into magnificent
woman."
"She has the Earle spirit and pride," said the young mother; "I
find it hard to manage her even now."
Then Lady Earle looked at the fair, spirituelle face and golden
hair of little Lillian. The shy, dove-like eyes and sweet lips
charmed her.
"There is a great contrast between them," she said, thoughtfully.
"They will require careful training, Dora; and now we will speak
of the matter which brought me here."
Dora noticed that, long as she remained, Lady Earle never let
Beatrice leave her arms; occasionally she bent over Lillian and
touched her soft golden curls, but the child with the "Earle
face" was the one she loved best.
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