The very fact of my
attempting to do so must have seemed to indicate an offensive
consciousness of the difference of our social positions. It must
have, seemed to show that I recognised a distinction between the
drunken organist's daughter and a lady.'
I saw now, indeed, that she felt this keenly; and I knew that it was
nothing but the sweetness of her nature, coupled with the fond
recollection of the old happy days, that restrained that high spirit
of hers, and prevented her from giving expression to her indignation
and disgust.
All this was shown by the appealing look on her sweet, fond face, and
I was touched to the heart.
'Winifred--Miss Wynne,' I said, 'I beg your pardon most sincerely.
The shadow-dance has been mainly answerable for my folly. You did
look so exactly the little Winifred, my heart's sister, that I felt
it impossible to treat you otherwise than as that dear child-friend
of years ago.'
A look of delight broke over her face.
'I felt sure it was so,' she said. 'But it is a relief that you have
said it.' And the tears came to her eyes.
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