If a notorious German imbrued in the blood of babes had chanced to be in her hospital, she would have given him his medicine with just the same air.

Although no one could have specified a lack of courtesy towards a guest--for in my house she played hostess--there was an indefinable touch of cold contumely in her attitude.

Whether he felt the hostility as acutely as I did, I cannot say; but he carried it off with a swaggering grace.

He bowed to her over his glass.
"Here's to the fortunate and gallant fellow over there." I saw her knuckles whiten as, with an inclination of the head, she acknowledged the toast.
"By the way," said he, "what's his regiment?
My good mother told me his name.

Captain Connor, isn't it?
But for the rest she is vague.