Of course there was a touch of superiority and patronage in her friendship.

She should not be blamed for this; all Orham, consciously or unconsciously, patronized Jed Winslow.
She came into the inner shop and sat down upon the same upturned box upon which her father had sat the afternoon before.

Her first remark, after "good mornings" had been exchanged, was concerning the "Private" sign on the inner side of the door.
"What in the world have you put that sign inside here for ?" she demanded.
Mr.Winslow explained, taking his own deliberate time in making the explanation.

Miss Hunniwell wrinkled her dainty upturned nose and burst into a trill of laughter.
"Oh, that's lovely," she declared, "and just like you, besides.
And do you think Gabe Bearse will go back into the other room when he sees it ?" Jed looked dreamily over his spectacles at the sign.

"I don't know," he drawled.