Mabel replied demurely: "I thought Miss Meadowsweet quiet-looking and graceful." Catherine took Mabel's hand unnoticed by their mother and squeezed it, and Mrs.Bertram, who was not wholly devoid of tact, thought it wisest to let the conversation drop.
The next day the Rector called, and Mrs.Bertram asked him, in an incidental way what kind of people the Meadowsweets were.
"Excellent people," he replied, rubbing his hands softly together.
"Excellent, worthy, honorable.

I have few parishioners whom I think more highly of than Beatrice and her mother." Mrs.Bertram's brow began to clear.
"A mother and daughter," she remarked.

"Only a mother and a daughter, Mr.Ingram ?" "Only a mother and a daughter, my dear madam.

Poor Meadowsweet left us six years ago.

He was one of my churchwardens, a capital fellow, so thoroughgoing and reliable.