Nobody else cared to approach her; but he went over to her presently.
"Well, Fanny." "Well, Uncle Lawrence." "Beautiful place, Fanny." "Is it ?" "So peaceful after the city." "I prefer town." "Fanny!" "Uncle Lawrence." "What are you going to do ?" She had not looked at him before, but now she raised her eyes to his.

She might as well have closed them.

Dropping them, she looked upon the floor and said nothing.
"I'm sorry for you, Fanny." She looked fierce.

There was a snake-like stealthiness in her appearance, which Alfred's mother saw across the room and trembled.

Then she raised her eyes again to her uncle's, and said, with a kind of hissing sneer, "Indeed, Uncle Lawrence, thank you for nothing.