"And how did you get on with his arm?"

"Very well--he was so patient, and told me how to manage. You heard
that Sir Matthew said it had got much better in these few weeks. Oh,
here it is! There's a present for you."

"Oh, thank you. From you, or from papa?"

"This is mine. Papa has a present for every one in his bag. He
said, at last, that a man with eleven children hadn't need to go to
London very often."

"And you got this beautiful 'Lyra Innocentium' for me? How very kind
of you, Norman. It is just what I wished for. Such lovely binding--
and those embossed edges to the leaves. Oh! they make a pattern as
they open! I never saw anything like it."

"I saw such a one on Miss Rivers's table, and asked Ernescliffe where
to get one like it. See, here's what my father gave me."

"'Bishop Ken's Manual'. That is in readiness for the Confirmation."

"Look. I begged him to put my name, though he said it was a pity to
do it with his left hand; I didn't like to wait, so I asked him at
least to write N. W. May, and the date."

"And he has added Prov. xxiii. 24, 25. Let me look it out." She did
so, and instead of reading it aloud, looked at Norman full of
congratulation.