My mother used to read it on Sundays.

And it is really your birthday?
I am more than twice your age, Miss Madden.' The last remark was uttered anxiously, mournfully.

Then, as if to reassure himself by exerting physical strength, he drove the boat along with half a dozen vigorous strokes.

Monica was rustling over the pages, but without seeing them.
'I don't think,' said her companion presently, 'you are very well contented with your life in that house of business.' 'No, I am not.' 'I have heard a good deal of the hardships of such a life.

Will you tell me something about yours ?' Readily she gave him a sketch of her existence from Sunday to Sunday, but without indignation, and as if the subject had no great interest for her.
'You must be very strong,' was Widdowson's comment.
'The lady I went to see this afternoon told me I looked ill.' 'Of course I can see the effects of overwork.