She had thought no more about it then; but now she felt herself constrained to think more.

"I don't quite understand why he should have come to Miss Prettyman on Monday," said Grace, "because he hardly knows her at all." "I suppose it was on business," said Mrs.Crawley.
"No, mamma, it was not on business." "How can you tell, dear ?" "Because Miss Prettyman said it was,--it was--to ask after me.

Oh, mamma, I must tell you.

I know he did like me." "Did he ever say so to you, dearest ?" "Yes, mamma." "And what did you tell him ?" "I told him nothing, mamma." "And did he ask to see you on Monday ?" "No, mamma; I don't think he did.

I think he understood it all too well, for I could not have spoken to him then." Mrs.Crawley pursued the cross-examination no further, but made up her mind that it would be better that her girl should be away from her wretched home during this period of her life.