"Have you fires and lights in the library, the dining-room, and your
master's rooms and mine?" inquired Elsie.

"De fires is lit, Miss Elsie."

"Then add the lights at once, and put them in all the principal rooms of
the house. We will have an illumination in honor of our arrival, papa,"
she said, in a sprightly tone, turning to him with one of her sweetest
smiles, "and besides, I want to see the whole house now."

"Are you not too much fatigued, daughter? and would it not be better to
defer it till to-morrow?"

"I don't think I'm too tired, papa; but if you forbid me----"

"No, I don't forbid or even advise, if you are sure you feel equal to the
exertion."

"Thank you, sir, I think I'll be better able to sleep if I've seen at
least the most of it; old memories are troubling me, and I want to see how
far they are correct You will go with me?"

"Certainly," he said, giving her his arm. "But while the servants are
obeying your order in regard to the lights, let us examine these paintings
more attentively. They will repay close scrutiny, for some of them are by
the first masters. Your Grandfather Grayson seems to have been a man of
cultivated taste, as well as great business talent."

"Yes, papa. What is it, mammy?"