eyes rested on the fair young creature beside him.

"Mrs. Kemp," he said, huskily, "I have here with me one who will
surprise you greatly when you hear her name--nay, astound you."

"I can see for myself that she bears a striking resemblance to--to--"
and the rest of the sentence was lost in a choking sob.

"I am sorry that I make you feel so bad," said the fresh young voice;
and the next instant a pair of plump arms were about the old lady's neck
and a soft, velvety cheek was pressed close to hers. "Doctor Bryan has
told me all my history," the girl cried in the same breath--"how he has
been searching for me all these years, finding me at last; and that I am
hereafter to live in this grand old place. And I have been fairly crying
with joy all the way up from New York to-day. I could not help but
scream with delight, though I know it quite horrified Doctor Bryan, when
I saw the house and the magnificent grounds around it. As soon as I take
off my hat I want to run into the garden and see the rose-bushes with
real roses growing on them, and see what a house is like. I've always
lived in a tenement flat or boarding-house."

It made Mrs. Kemp laugh, even through her tears, at the girl's wild
enthusiasm. She was like an untrained, untutored child, despite her
years, she thought.

The doctor's eyes grew moist as he listened, and during the few days
that followed he watched her from his study window with unfeigned
delight. She appeared to him more like a child of seven than a young
lady of seventeen.

She was too busy in looking over the place, for the next fortnight, to
carry out her intention of writing to the girls.

She seemed to have been lifted into a different world, where the dark
past lay far behind her.

At this juncture an event happened which cast a dark shadow over all
poor Dorothy's after life.

She was out in the garden one day with Mrs. Kemp, when the doctor joined
them, holding a telegram in his hand.

"I have just received word from Harry that he will be here to-morrow,"
he said, with a pleased expression on his face. "I hope that you will
see that a room is put in readiness for him."

"To be sure, sir," responded the housekeeper, with a little courtesy.

His footsteps had scarcely died away ere Dorothy turned eagerly to her
companion.

"Who is Harry?" she asked, with all a young girl's curiosity.

"He is a young gentleman who has been studying medicine with Dr. Bryan
for the last year," re