"You must
talk about all this afterwards, for we must not be late."
"I will come," said Reine, passing her handkerchief over her face. "Do I
look as if I had been crying."
"Your nose is a little red," said Nell; "but they will think it is the
cold."
"Then don't say anything about this," said Reine; "but I must come and
see Hetty again. Goodnight, darling little mother!"
"Reine, all my respect for you is gone," said Nell as they hastened
toward the dining-room. "I thought you were as wise as Phyllis. And to
think of you crying and kissing like that because Hetty reminds you
of--"
"Don't, Nell," said Reine. "I can't bear any more just now."
CHAPTER XIX.
IF SHE WAS DROWNED, HOW CAN SHE BE HETTY?
A few friends had joined the Wavertree family circle that evening, and
Reine had no further opportunity of speaking about Hetty. She was absent
and thoughtful; but wakened up when asked to sing, and sang a thrilling
little love song with such power and sweetness as went to everybody's
heart. She was thinking as she sang of Hetty's face, and it was her
strange yearning for Hetty's love that inspired her to sing as she did.
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