Thyrza seated herself and pressed a hand against her side; her heart beat painfully.
'Why there!' Lydia exclaimed of a sudden.

'She's left the photographs!' 'What photographs ?' Thyrza asked.
Lydia took from the table an envelope which contained some dozen cartes-de-visite.

They were all the portraits which Mrs.Grail and her son possessed, and the old lady was very fond of looking over them and gossiping about them.

She had brought them up to-night because she anticipated an evening of especial intimacy with Lydia.
Thyrza held out her hand for them.

She knew them all, including the latest addition, which was a photograph of Walter Egremont.