Dewey was present, a deeply interested listener to the arguments that were advanced on both sides.

After the decision, as Wallingford was passing from the court-room, Dewey, who stood near the door, talking with a gentleman, said, loud enough for the young lawyer to hear him.
"The hound! He got on the wrong scent that time!" A feeling of indignation stirred in Wallingford's bosom; but he repressed the bitter feeling, and moved on without giving any intimation that the offensive remark had reached him.
As soon as this decree, authorizing a sale of the property, was made, Mrs.Montgomery began to make preparation for removal.

At first she seemed inclined to favor a return to England; but after repeated conferences with Mr.Wallingford, she finally concluded to remain in this country.
Nearly three years had woven their many colored web of events, since Mrs.Montgomery had dropped down suddenly among us like a being from cloudland.

The friendly relation established between us in the beginning, had continued, growing more and more intimate.

My good Constance found in her a woman after her own heart.
"The days I spend at the Allen House," she would often say to me, "are days to be remembered.