Mrs.De Peyster was recovering somewhat from her first surprise.
Mr.Pyecroft leaned forward.

"But this isn't getting down to our business.

I've got a plan that's more fun than the Jefferson letters, and that will make us a lot of money, Miss Thompson.

And it's easy and it's sure fire.

It depends, as I said, upon the remarkable coincidence of your likeness to Mrs.De Peyster." "Yes ?" Mrs.De Peyster managed to say.
"You've read of her, of course; stiffest swell of the lot," went on the young gentleman rapidly, in clipped phrases oddly unlike the sonorous sentences of the Reverend Mr.Pyecroft.