Nobody ever doubts a claimant.

Every impostor, from Demetrius downward, has gained his supporters and partisans by simply living among them and keeping up the imposition.
It is so easy, in fact, to be a claimant, that it is wonderful there are not more of them.
Then luncheon was served, and the young lady not only showed a noble appetite, but to Arnold's astonishment, confessed to an ardent love for bottled stout.
"Most American ladies," he said impertinently, "only drink water, do they not ?" Lotty perceived that she had made a mistake.
"I only drink stout," she said, "when the doctor tells me.

But I like it all the same." She certainly had no American accent.

But she would not talk much; she was, perhaps, shy.

After luncheon, however, Clara asked her if she would sing, and she complied, showing considerable skill with her accompaniment, and singing a simple song in good taste and with a sweet voice.