The Legacy

If only she had discussed the matter with him, instead of puzzling her poor little head about questions that were much too difficult for her to understand

Could it be, that during all those years when he had scarcely noticed her, she, as the novelists say, had entertained a passion for him? He caught his own reflection in the glass as he passed. He was over fifty; but he could not help admitting that he was still, as the looking-glass showed him, a very distinguished-looking man

she had a passion for little boxes—had a name on it. And each had some memory

Fifteen little volumes, bound in green leather

enamel dolphin with the ruby eyes

little boxes—had a name on it

Every ring, every necklace, every little Chinese box

the inscription: "For Sissy Miller, with my love."

the pearl brooch that lay among a litter of rings and brooches on a little table

For a moment, on the threshold, as if a sudden thought had struck her, she stopped