Alma seemed to lean very much upon this older sister. Hers was a more
delicate organization; she was timid and shrinking, and with her fair
complexion, deep blue eyes, golden hair, and look of refinement, was
really quite pretty and ladylike in appearance.
CHAPTER X.
"Who knows the joys of friendship--The
trust, security, and mutual tenderness,
The double joys, where each is glad for both?"
ROWE.
Max Raymond was racing about Miss Stanhope's grounds with the dog that
had given his sister Lulu so great a fright the first night of their stay
in Lansdale. Up one walk and down another they went, the boy whistling,
laughing, capering about, the dog bounding after, catching up with his
playfellow and leaping upon him, now on this side and now on that; then
presently finding himself shaken off and distanced in the race; but only
for a moment; the next he was at the boy's side again or close at his
heels.
"Max! Max!" called an eager child's voice, and Lulu came running down the
path leading directly from the house.
"Well, what is it, Lu?" asked the lad, standing still to look and listen.
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