"I used to know an Alice Greggory, but it isn't the same one, probably.

Her mother was a cripple." Billy gave a little cry.
"Why, it is--it must be! _My_ Alice Greggory's mother is a cripple.

Oh, do you know them, really ?" "Well, it does look like it," rejoined Arkwright, showing even deeper interest.

"I haven't seen them for four or five years.

They used to live in our town.