What you've heard has never stopped at our doors.

To hear wheels in the distance is nothing.

As for the cryin' in the shrubbery, that is another story.

Some day I may tell it to you, child." "You have not told me yet," I said, "why you blame my godmother." I had it in my mind that Lord and Lady St.Leger did not blame her, so there could be nothing to blame.

It was some stupid and ignorant prejudice of old Maureen's.