You used to see her everywhere with her father.

To my mind he was always exciting her brain too much, but he was a man you could not say a word to.

I don't care what William says about his being like Wordsworth; he just gave you the blues to look at.' 'It was so strange,' said the vicar meditatively, 'to see them in that house.

If you knew the things that used to go on there in old days--the savages that lived there.

And then to see those three delicately brought-up children going in and out of the parlor where old Leyburn used to sit smoking and drinking; and Dick Leyburn walking about in a white tie, and the same men touching their hats to him who had belabored him when he was a boy at the village school--it was queer.' 'A curious little bit of social history,' said Elsmere.