| Page | | Helen tells her dreams to the old apple-tree. (Frontispiece) | 6 | | Helen put her head down suddenly, and pressed her lips on the jewelled hand | 55 | | Helen's first day at Aldred House | 192 | | When Helen returned there was a box that had been sent across the water, with some pretty laces and a fine neck-chain and charm | 272 | | He looked like an old picture, but he was a gentleman, every inch of him | 390 |
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