No, now I recollect; it is your likeness to a young schoolmate that makes your face so familiar.

How much you do favour her, now I look at you more closely." "What was her name ?" I asked.
"Her name was Flora S----." "Indeed! Why, that was my name!" "Your name! Did you go to Madame Martier's school ?" "I did." "And can you indeed be my old schoolmate, Flora S---- ?" "My maiden name was Flora S----, and I went to Madame Martier's.

Your face is also familiar, but how to place you I do not know." "Don't you remember Helen Sprague ?" "Helen Sprague! This can't be Helen Sprague, surely! Yes! I remember now.

Why, Helen ?" and I stepped forward and grasped her hand.

"I am both glad and sorry to see you.