Happy Blind Girl ! How merry she was in her exultation ! `` I see you , father , '' she said , clasping her hands , `` as plainly as if I had the eyes I never want when you are with me . A blue coat -- '' `` Bright blue , '' said Caleb . `` Yes , yes ! Bright blue ! '' exclaimed the girl , turning up her radiant face ; `` the colour I can just remember in the blessed sky ! You told me it was blue before ! A bright blue coat -- '' `` Made loose to the figure , '' suggested Caleb . `` Yes ! loose to the figure ! '' cried the Blind Girl , laughing heartily ; `` and in it , you , dear father , with your merry eye , your smiling face , your free step , and your dark hair -- looking so young and handsome ! '' `` Halloa ! Halloa ! '' said Caleb . `` I shall be vain presently ! '' '' I think you are already , '' cried the Blind Girl , pointing at him in her glee . `` I know you , father ! Ha , ha , ha ! I 've found you out , you see ! ''
How different the picture XXXXX her mind , from Caleb , as he sat observing her !
Caleb Girl Halloa as at before colour in to with