Wouldn't we, Elizabeth!" Mr.Porter turned to me.

"You see, Miss Middleton, you are the supreme court, after all," his lips said.

But his eyes told me why he wanted to go on the same train with Dad and me, told me plainer than words.

Perhaps I should have remembered I had never spoken to him till that morning, but.....
"The supreme court congratulates the inferior court on the wisdom of its decision," I said, with an elaborate bow to Dad to hide my confusion.
"It's settled!" cried Dad.

"This is quite the nicest thing that ever happened," said Mr.Porter.