It's as clear to me as if Lizzie had just come in and said, "Miss Denny brought me home." Why, there _is_ the name! It fell from my tongue! To be sure; Miss Denny! A pale, sad-looking little thing, she was.

Often and often I've been at the window and seen her coming along the street hand in hand with your sister.

Now I'll ask Thyrza if her mother's name wasn't Denny, and if she didn't teach at Mrs.Green's school.

Depend upon it, I'm right, Gilbert!' Gilbert still smiled very incredulously.
'It'll be a marvellous thing if it turns out to be true,' he said.
'Oh, but I have a wonderful memory for faces.

I always used to think there was something very good in that teacher's look.