"They had hard work to convince him that he knew enough to be Surrogate." "Big men have little conceit--ayes!" said Aunt Deel with a significant glance at me.
The candles had burned low and I was watching the shroud of one of them when there came a rap at the door.

It was unusual for any one to come to our door in the evening and we were a bit startled.

Uncle Peabody opened it and old Kate entered without speaking and nodded to my aunt and uncle and sat down by the fire.

Vividly I remembered the day of the fortune-telling.

The same gentle smile lighted her face as she looked at me.