"How did you ever guess it! That little bird must have been busy again." "Honestly, it was the little bird this time.

I just had an intuition that you must like them because I do so well," upon which naive statement Miss Josephine merely smiled, and calling her father with pretty peremptoriness, she loaded that heavy gentleman down with the flowers and with instructions concerning them, and then stepped brightly into the tonneau with Sam.
It was a pleasant ride they had to Restview, and it was a pleasant surprise which greeted Miss Josephine when the train arrived, for out of it stepped a youth who was unmistakably a Turner.

He was as tall as Sam, but slighter, and as clean a looking boy as one would find in a day's journey.

There was that, too, in the hand-clasp between the brothers which proclaimed at once their flawless relationship.
Miss Stevens was so relieved to find the younger Turner so presentable that she took him into her friendship at once.

He was that kind of chap anyhow, and in the very first greeting she almost found herself calling him Jack.