It was nothing out of common for Bess to do this; she and Dorothy had been bosom friends since days when the two wore their hair in pigtails and their frocks to their knees.

Bess came not only that evening, but every Storri evening; and whether or no she were a welcome, at least she was a pertinacious visitor, for she stayed unrelentingly until Storri, losing courage, went his way.
Storri bit his angry lip over Bess, for he now began to read the argument of her advent.

It was Dorothy's defense against him, and in its kind an insult.

Mrs.Hanway-Harley also became more and more instructed in this love-match so near her heart, and those difficulties which the capricious coldness of Dorothy arranged for its discouragement.

The placidity of Mrs.Hanway-Harley was becoming ruffled; the hour was drawing on apace when she would make clear her position.