"Something your sister was writing while I talked to her.

I remember seeing her do it." "G E O F F R E--why, it must be meant for Geoffrey.

Yes, of course it is possible that there is somebody else, Mr.Davies.

Geoffrey!--how curious!" "Why is it curious, Miss Granger?
Who is Geoffrey ?" Elizabeth laughed a disagreeable little laugh that somehow attracted Owen's attention more than her words.
"How should I know?
It must be some friend of Beatrice's, and one of whom she is thinking a great deal, or she would not write his name unconsciously.

The only Geoffrey that I know is Mr.Geoffrey Bingham, the barrister, who is staying at the Vicarage, and whose life Beatrice saved." She paused to watch her companion's face, and saw a new idea creep across its stolidity.