"Has she lived here always ?" "Yes; all her life.

The house belonged to her father and to her grandfather before her, and I think she says she has never slept out of it a dozen times in her life.

Her husband is dead, and her daughters are married away, and she has the great grief and trouble of a ne'er-do-well son.

He's away now, and she's all alone." Then after a pause, she continued; "I dare say it seems odd to you, Mrs.
Trevelyan, that we should speak of the innkeeper as a dear friend; but you must remember that we have been poor among the poorest--and are so indeed now.

We only came into our present house to receive you.