Then she relaxed her watchfulness long enough to take a full breath and look at some of the people to whom Rob had bowed as they entered.
She wanted to ask the name of the lady in black at the opposite table.
The little girl with her attracted her interest so that she could hardly eat.

She was about her own age and she had such lovely long curls and such big dark eyes.

To Mary, whose besetting sin was a love of pretty clothes, the picture hat the other girl wore was irresistible.

She could not keep her admiring glances away from it, and she wished with all her heart she had one like it.

Presently Joyce noticed it too, and asked the very question Mary had been longing to ask.
"That is Mrs.Walton, the General's wife, you know," answered Rob, "and her youngest daughter, Elise.