"[...]England! I wonder if I shall find Blissmore much changed. How I wish I could describe my old home, Fotherley, better to you—how I wish I could make you see it! I can fancy I feel the breeze on the top of the knoll just behind the vicarage garden; I can hear the church bells sometimes—the dear, dear old home that it was.” “I think you describe it beautifully, mamma,” said Stasy. “I often lie awake at night making pictures of it to myself.” “And we shall see it for ourselves soon,” added Blanche; “that is to say, mamma,” she went on with a little hesitation, “if you quite decide that—” “What, my dear?” said her mother. “Oh—that Blissmore will be the best place for us to settle at,” said[...]".