She had been told that Debby formerly lived with the Thayers, and could, no doubt, remember a great deal about them.

Would she mind answering a few questions, and so on?
Mrs.Beasley, her hearing now within forty-five degrees of the normal, grew interested.

She ushered her visitor into the adjoining room, and proffered her a chair.

That sitting room was a wonder of its kind, even to the teacher's accustomed eyes.

A gilt-framed crayon enlargement of the late Mr.Beasley hung in the center of the broadest wall space, and was not the ugliest thing in the apartment.