He must be over seventy now.

He has a son who is a chip of the old block, and his youngest daughter was the prettiest girl who ever came out here.

Margaret will tell you about her." "And the Peytons ?" Her voice trembled, and she looked hastily away from the keen eyes of Margaret.
"They are still in the old home--at least Arthur lives there with his Cousin Nelly.

You know Mrs Peyton died about nine or ten years ago ?" "Yes, I heard it." "She was getting on, but it was a great loss to Arthur.

Somehow, I could never make up my mind about Arthur.