Look at them all three, if they are not one flesh and blood, I have no eyes." "Oh yes, miss; and this lady is his mother.

For I have SEEN her; and she is a sweet lady; and she told me I had a Cairnhope face, and kissed me for it." Upon this from Jael, the general conviction rose into a hum that buzzed round the room.
Mr.Raby was struck with amazement.

At last he turned slowly upon Henry, and said, with stiff politeness, "Is your name Little, sir ?" "Little is my name, and I'm proud of it." "Your name may be Little, but your face is Raby.

All the better for you, sir." He then turned his back to the young man, and walked right in front of the picture, and looked at it steadily and sadly.
It was a simple and natural action, yet somehow done in so imposing a way, that the bystanders held their breath, to see what would follow.
He gazed long and steadily on the picture, and his features worked visibly.
"Ay!" he said.

"Nature makes no such faces nowadays.