nearly noon before
Katherine drew it forth , and a quick flush suffused her face as she read the name , `` Phillip Harris Stanley . '' She passed it to her friend , then bent over her box of crimson beauties , as if to inhale their perfume , but really to hide the deepening color in her cheeks . Presently a bell rang and Miss Reynolds was obliged to go to a class , thus leaving Katherine alone with her books and her flowers , and in a very happy frame of mind . It was nearly noon before Mrs. Seabrook could steal away from her duties to go to see her ; and when Katherine , in response to her knock , admitted her , she took the girl into her arms and kissed her with quivering lips , her eyes brimming with tears . `` My dear child , you know it is simply impossible for me to tell you all there is in my heart , '' she began , but her voice broke and she had to stop to maintain her self-control . `` Do not try , dear Mrs. Seabrook , '' said Katherine , as she returned her caress . `` I know it all , and you can not be more thankful than I am that Dorothy escaped without even having her pleasure spoiled . ''