"She's just turned two--we adopted her as a foundling. She's so quick, Ophelia. She knows her numbers to ten, and she can speak almost in full sentences now, and she loves more than anything to help me in the kitchen." He draws back at last to smile, and his face is bright with unrestrained, ardent joy. It is, perhaps, the first time in a long time that Ophelia has seen her brother with his expression unguarded.