She was mama's maid when she got married, and lived with her all her life.

She is here still." "I must see Margery, then.

I shall like her, I know; for I like all things old and storied, and venerable.

I can remember mamma the last time she was in England; her tall, slender figure, her dark, wavy hair, and beautiful smile.

She used to take me in her arms in the twilight and sing me to sleep." "Dear Kate! But Grace has been a mother to me.