"Miss Muircarrie is inquiring because this girl was one of those she calls the White People.

She was not any one I had seen here before." There was a second's silence before Mrs.MacNairn smilingly gave me one of her light, thrilling touches on my arm.
"Ah! I remember," she said.

"Hector told me about the White People.

He rather fancied I might be one." I am afraid I rather stared at her as I slowly shook my head.

You see she was almost one, but not quite.
"I was so busy with my roses that I did not notice who was standing near Mr.Le Breton," she said.