There were no bounds to the affection Miss Warmond had conceived, or professed to have conceived, for Mina Frazer: her parents had, no doubt, entertained a sort of love for the girl; Malcolm, possibly, might be fond enough of his sister; the laird and Allan were evidently deeply interested concerning her welfare; but to have seen and heard Miss Warmond, one really would have imagined that her very soul was wrapt up in her new friend; that Mina Frazer was to her, light, air, sunshine; that where she lived, happiness must ever abide. Now, every one among us has probably met, at one period or other, some bright sunshiny face that claimed and received at once, without the usual dreary prelimina…
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