You've been in love, Susan, and--" "No.

I am not in love," and Susan colored more than ever.
"Why, it's as plain as cook that you are, now," tittered Geraldine.
"Hold your noise and leave the gal be," said Mrs.Pill, offended by the allusion to her looks, "if she's in love she ain't married, and no more she ought to be; if she'd had a husband like mine, who drank every day in the week and lived on my earnings.

He's dead now, an' I gave 'im a 'andsome tombstone with the text: 'Go thou and do likewise' on it, being a short remark, lead letterin' being expensive.

Ah well, as I allays say, 'Flesh is grass with us all.'" While the cook maundered on Thomas sat with his dull eyes fixed on the flushed face of Susan.

"What about the poisoning ?" he demanded.
"It was this way," said Susan.