That was a standing joke between us, for I was old enough to be his mother, and he was already engaged--ah, and a sweet pretty creature she was, too, and I don't wonder he fell in love with her.

So you are Geoffrey's son! I can scarcely believe it, even now.

But it's your mother you take after, not Geoffrey.

She was a Miss--Miss----" "Her maiden name was Waterfield," interpolated Austin.
"So it was, so it was!" assented the old lady, eagerly.

"What a memory you've got, to be sure.