Do you know her ?" A sad smile passed over her face.
"Yes, well enough, at least for her to speak for me.

I should have asked her or Miss St.Just to help me to a nurse's place: but I did not like to trouble them in their distress.

How is the poor lady now, sir ?" "I know who she is!" cried Mary by a sudden inspiration.

"Is not your name Harvey! Are you not the schoolmistress who saved Mr.Thurnall's life?
who behaved so nobly in the cholera?
Yes! I knew you were! Come and sit down, and tell me all! I have so longed to know you! Dear creature, I have felt as if you were my own sister.

He--Mr.Thurnall-- wrote often about all your heroism." Grace seemed to choke down somewhat: and then answered steadfastly-- "I did not come here, my dear lady, to hear such kind words, but to do an errand to Mr.Thurnall.You have heard, perhaps, that when he was wrecked last spring he lost some money.