"I rather like this quiet light," said she.

"Why should we not have a chat ?" She sat in the Doctor's large red plush chair, and her sister cuddled down upon the footstool at her feet, glancing up at her elder with a smile upon her lips and a mischievous gleam in her eyes.

There was a shade of anxiety in Clara's face, which cleared away as she gazed into her sister's frank blue eyes.
"Have you anything to tell me, dear ?" she asked.
Ida gave a little pout and shrug to her shoulder.

"The Solicitor-General then opened the case for the prosecution," said she.

"You are going to cross-examine me, Clara, so don't deny it.