"It is George, I know it is!" cried Amelia, rushing in a moment to the balcony, with a pallid face and loose flowing hair. It was not George, however, but it was the next best thing: it was news of him.

"It is George, I know it is!" cried Amelia, rushing to the balcony, with a pale face. It was not George, but it was the next best thing: it was news of him.
