She looked like a queen, that she did; as grand a lady as ever I see, in her velvet dress sweeping over the floor, and her diamonds as big as--" "Was she a dark woman ?" I asked.
"Her hair was black and so were her eyes, if that is what you mean." "And was she very tall and proud looking ?" The girl nodded.

"You know her ?" whispered she.
"No," said I, "not exactly; but I think I can tell who she is.

And so she called to-day on Mrs.Daniels, did she." "Yes, but I guess she knew master would be home before she got away." "Come," said I, "tell me all about it; I'm getting impatient." "And ain't I telling you ?" said she.

"It was about three o'clock this afternoon, the time I go up stairs to dress, so I just hangs about in the hall a bit, near the parlor door, and I hear her gossiping with Mrs.
Daniels almost as if she was an old friend, and Mrs.Daniels answering her mighty stiffly and as if she was'nt glad to see her at all.

But the lady didn't seem to mind, but went on talking as sweet as honey, and when they came out, you would have thought she loved the old woman like a sister to see her look into her face and say something about knowing how busy she was, but that it would give her so much pleasure if she would come some day to see her and talk over old times.