These two figures were the President and his wife; they stood stiff and awkward by the door, both their faces stripped of every sign of intelligence, while the right hands of both extended themselves to the column of visitors with the mechanical action of toy dolls.

Mrs.Lee for a moment began to laugh, but the laugh died on her lips.

To the President and his wife this was clearly no laughing matter.

There they stood, automata, representatives of the society which streamed past them.

Madeleine seized Mr.French by the arm.
"Take me somewhere at once," said she, "where I can look at it.