After a short interval, a tap at the door. "Come in!" A dark-eyed, dark-haired, shy, village beauty comes in--so fresh in her rosy and yet delicate bloom that the drops of rain which have beaten on her hair look like the dew upon a flower fresh gathered.

There is a tap at the door. A dark, shy, village beauty comes in - so fresh in her delicate bloom that the drops of rain on her hair look like the dew upon a flower.
