By living so long together and in such close intercourse the two had grown skilled in the reading of each other's faces.
'My dear,' she replied, with something of solemnity, 'I was perfectly right.

Miss Denny _was_ those girls' mother.' 'Nonsense!' 'But there's no doubt about it.

I've asked Thyrza.

She knows that was her mother's name, and she knows that her mother was a teacher.' 'In that case I've nothing more to say.

You're a wonderful old lady, as I've often told you.' 'I have a good memory, Gilbert.