She is irresistible, this Felissa: reassured to find the sentimentalist writing an _Ode to Mercy_; listening "with her ears pricked up, _as if she had been watching for a mouse_," while he reads it to his daughter; puzzled by the extraordinary fact that "the more she appeared distressed, the more pleased her father seemed to be." It is even more unaccountable that a young lady of so much sensibility should turn a starved kitten out of doors.
