A very sweet-faced old lady sitting near him answered the old gentleman.

I don't think I have ever seen such a fine-looking old lady as she was.

Her hair was snowy white, and her face was deeply wrinkled, yet she was tall and stately, and her expression was as pleasing as my dear Miss Laura's.
"I do not think we are a wicked nation," she said, softly.

"We are a younger nation than many of the nations of the earth, and I think that many of our sins arise from ignorance and thoughtlessness." "Yes, madame, yes, madame," said the fiery old gentleman, staring hard at her.

"I agree with you there." She smiled very pleasantly at him and went on.