My daughter Flora and I are all that's left now, you know, I s'pose." Mrs.Field moved her head uncertainly.

This old woman, with her straight demands for truth or falsehood, was torture to her.
"I suppose you'll come right over with me pretty soon," the old lady went on.

"I don't want to hurry you in your business with Mr.
Tuxbury, but I suppose my nephew will be home, and--" "I'm jest as much obliged to you, but I guess I'd better not.

I've made some other plans," said Mrs.Field.
"Oh, we are going to keep Mrs.Maxwell with us to-night," interposed the lawyer.

He had stood by smilingly while the two women talked.
"I'm jest as much obliged, but I guess I'd better not," repeated Mrs.
Field, looking at both of them.
The old lady straightened herself in her flimsy silk draperies.
"Well, of course, if you've got other plans made, I ain't goin' to urge you, Esther," said she; "but any time you feel disposed to come, you'll be welcome.