She wanted a medical man to take charge of her, and if she had been an amiable, un-brilliant lady who was a member of the royal house, she would have conversed with me exactly as she did." "She was so respectable ?" "She was even a little Mid-Victorian, dear Mary; a sort of clean, healthy, Mid-Victorian angel." "There's an incongruousness in the figure in connection with being obviously in hiding in a lodging-house street." And Mrs.Warren gave herself to reflection.
"I cannot make it as incongruous as she was.

I have not told you all.

I have saved to the last the feature which marked her most definitely as an Extraordinary Case.

I suppose one does that sort of thing from a sense of drama." "What else ?" inquired Mrs.Warren, roused from her speculation.
"What respectable conclusion _could_ one deduce from the fact that a letter lay on the table near her, sealed with an imposing coat of arms.
One's eye having accidentally fallen on it, one could, of course, only avoid glancing at it again, so I recognised nothing definite.

Also, when I was announced unexpectedly, I saw her quickly withdraw her hand from her lips.