And then their eyes met.
Mrs.Barker drew back, but did not utter a cry.

Mrs.Horncastle, with eyes even brighter than her companion's, smiled.

The red deepened in Mrs.Barker's cheek.
"This is my room!" she said indignantly, with a sweeping gesture around the walls.
"I should judge so," said Mrs.Horncastle, following the gesture; "but," she added quietly, "they put ME into it.

It appears, however, they did not expect you." Mrs.Barker saw her mistake.

"No, no," she said apologetically, "of course not." Then she added, with nervous volubility, sitting down and tugging at her gloves, "You see, I just ran down from Marysville to take a look at my father's old house on my way to Hymettus.