They had not known the precise day of her coming and were not aware of the Camerons ' arrival at Dalveigh . `` It 's the girl herself . It 's Nora , '' said old Nathan , rising from his bench . `` Mother ! '' cried Nora . She ran across the room and buried her face in her mother 's breast , sobbing . When the news spread , the Racicot people crowded in to see Nora until the house was full . They spent a noisy , merry , whole-hearted evening of the old sort . The men smoked and most of the women knitted while they talked . They were pleased to find that Nora did not put on any airs . Old Jonas Myers bluntly told her that he did n't see as her year among rich folks had done her much good , after all . `` You 're just the same as when you went away , '' he said . `` They have n't made a fine lady of you . Folks here thought you 'd be something wonderful . '' Nora laughed . She was glad that they did not find her changed . Old Nathan chuckled in his dry way . There was a difference in the girl , and he saw it , though the neighbours did not , but it was not the difference he had feared . His daughter was not utterly taken from him yet . Nora sat by her mother and was happy .
But XXXXX the evening wore away she grew very quiet , and watched the door with something piteous in her eyes .
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