He looked about for the raven and the cat, but if she had them, they were not in evidence.

At a rough guess, he calculated her age at one hundred years.

A youth of extreme laziness, who Baron Dangloss said was the old woman's grandson, appeared to be her man-of-all-work.

He fetched the old woman's crystal, placed stools for the visitors, lighted the candles on the table, occupying no less than a quarter of an hour in performing these simple acts, so awkward that at least two of his observers giggled openly and whispered their opinions.
"Gruesome lady, isn't she ?" whispered King.
"I shall dream of her for months," whispered the lady in grey, shuddering.
"Are you willing to have her read your future in that ball ?" "Do you really think she can tell ?" "I once had a fortune-teller say that I would be married before I was twenty-three," he informed her.

She appeared interested.
"And were you ?" "No.