She called herself Miss Nancarrow.

I didn't care to have much to say to her.' Mrs.Poole was a kindly disposed woman, but, like her average sisters, found charity hard when there was ever so slight an appearance against another of her sex.

We admire this stalwart virtue, you and I, reverencing public opinion; all the same, charity has something to be said for it.
'Miss Nancarrow, eh ?' said Poole, dragging on his big overcoat.

'Don't know her.

Kennington Road station, is it ?' 'You'd better finish your beer, Jim.' 'So I will.