She offered a strange contrast to the broad and ruddy Martin.

There was, however, something in the eyes of each--some sudden surprised almost visionary flash that came and went that showed them to be the children of the same father.

To Mrs.Warlock they bore no resemblance whatever.

Amy stopped when she saw her brother as though she had not expected him to be there.
"Well, Martin," she said--then came forward and sat in a chair opposite her mother.
"Mr.Thurston's coming to suppar," she said.
Martin frowned.

"Oh, hang it, what for ?" he cried.
"He's taking me to Miss Aries' Bible meeting," Amy answered coldly.
"What a baby you are about people, Martin.