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The words slipped from Ellen's lips almost before she was aware that she had uttered them. She had not intended, even in the light of recent events, to tell her new friends who she was, but the sight of those well-known features had strangely affected her, and the words she had uttered had come straight from her heart. She possessed no photograph of her father that had been taken in recent years, and the likeness that Evors produced was a wonderfully good one. It caught the expression of Gordon Bland exactly--the easy smile, the pleasant, rather weak face, and the amazing good nature of the man. Ellen gazed at it for some minutes whilst the others waited for her to speak.
"It is a truly wonderful likeness," she said, "and I hope that you will let me keep it, Mr. Evors."