It wasn't a message." "I'm not so sure he did not notice.

He is very wise.

Do you know, somehow, I have the impression that the old fellow wanted me to meet you." "How dear and good of him!" She spoke earnestly, and her face was suffused with a warm light.

There was no doubt about her meaning what she said.
"It was," John answered, unsteadily.

"He knew how great was my need of a few moments' companionableness with--with----" "No," she interrupted.