She has known me from the day I was born." "Ah!...

And you think she would have accorded you permission to see mademoiselle ?" "Why, of course she would.

She would never dream of me being in Peter Port without calling to see Carette." She looked me through and through again, and said at last-- "If you will excuse me for a moment, I will consult with my sisters.

It is a matter which concerns them also, and I should wish them to share the responsibility," and she dropped me another frigid little salute and backed out of the door.
And I felt very sorry for Carette, and did not wonder so much now at the little stiffnesses of manner I had noticed in her the last time we met.
And presently the door opened, and the little lady stole in again with the same little formal greeting, and, after looking at me till I felt cold about the neck, said, "You wish to see Mademoiselle Le Marchant ?" And then I noticed that the little ormer shell curls about this little lady's face were not all gray, but mixed gray and brown, and that this little face was, if anything, still more frigidly ungracious than the last, a regular little martinet of a face, and I knew that it must be another of the Miss Maugers.
"Yes, ma'm'zelle, with your permission." "My sister states that you are acquainted with Madame Le Marchant, of Beaumanoir, whom we used to know intimately--" "I have known Aunt Jeanne from the day I was born," I said, perhaps a trifle vehemently, for the absurdity of all these precautions between myself and Carette began to ruffle me.

In fact, I began to feel almost as though there must be some grounds for their doubts about me which I had never hitherto recognised in myself, and it made me more decided than ever to have my own way in the matter.
"My grandfather is Philip Carre, of Belfontaine," I said, with a touch of the ruffle in my voice, "and he is a great friend of Mr.Claude Gray--" "The Quaker," she said, with a pinch of the thin little lips.
And then the door opened, and, with the usual curtsey, still another Miss Mauger joined us, and her little ormer shells were all brown, and she wore no spectacles, and the corners of her mouth were on a level with the centre, and looked as if they might on occasion even go up instead of down.
She looked at me half mistrustfully, like a bird which doubts one's intentions towards its bit of plunder, and then, just like the bird, seemed to gauge my innocence of evil, and bent and whispered into her sister's gray and brown ormer shells.
"My sister informs me that Mademoiselle Le Marchant has been apprised of your visit and has expressed a desire to see you, and so--" "Under the circumstances," said the other.
"Under the circumstances, we will make an exception from our invariable rule and permit this interview." "On the understanding--" began the other.
"On the understanding that it is not to form a precedent--" "And also," said the younger sister hastily, "that one of us is present." "Certainly, that one of us is present," said the elder.
"By all means," I said, "and I am very much obliged to you.