No! of course you don't remember me! You see I am six years older.

I mustn't stop, because, as I dare say you know, I am not on speaking terms with my father, but I felt that I must just shake hands with you, and tell you that I remembered you." "You are very kind," Virginia faltered.
Her uncle had risen to his feet, and was standing in an attitude of polite inattention, as though some perfect stranger had addressed the lady who was under his care.

He appeared quite indifferent; in his daughter's voice there had not been the slightest trace of any sentiment.

A careless word or two passed between him and the man Norris Vine, who was waiting for Stella.

Then they passed out together, and Phineas Duge calmly resumed his chair.