“Oh, Mr. William, I am so glad that you have come back,” she said, as she opened the door.
“And I am very glad to see you. I hope you are well?”
“Oh, very well, thank you, Mr. William. I am always well, you know.”
“And happy?”
“Yes, and happy.”
“You deserve to be so.”
“I don’t know that I do. I hope you left your mother well, Mr. William.”
Harcourt sighed.
“As well as most women are at her advanced age. My dear mother is nearer eighty than seventy, you must know.”
“Then so much nearer to her eternal youth,” sweetly and solemnly replied Annie Moss.