And I wanted, too, in justice
to my granddaughter, to have you see her again."
Before the Philosopher could formulate an appropriate reply, Rhodora
herself, leaving her tea-table, and crossing the room with a swift and
graceful tread, was giving us welcome.
It was amusing to see our two men look at Rhodora. Hepatica and I had
been, in a way, prepared to see a transformation, having heard sundry
rumours to that effect; but the Skeptic and the Philosopher, having
classified Rhodora once and for all, had since received no impression
sufficient to efface or modify the original one. I can say for them that
to one who did not know them well their surprise would have been
undiscoverable, yet to Hepatica and me it was perfectly evident that
they considered a miracle had been wrought.
As to personal appearance, Rhodora had developed, as she had promised to
do, into a remarkable beauty. If she had kept on as she had begun, she
would have become one of those exuberant beauties who look as if they
had but lately quitted the stage and must shortly return thither.
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