"No; I don't think she minded very much."
"Come, she couldn't have liked it, could she?"
"I don't know. I don't think she noticed it. You see" (Jane was off on the adventure) "she's in mourning for her husband. He has been dead about two years. He wasn't very kind to her, and she doesn't know whether to be glad or sorry he's dead. She's unhappy and afraid."
"I say, how do you know all that?"
"I know," said Jane, "because I see it in her face; and in her clothes. I always see things."
CHAPTER II
THEY talked a long time as they paced the green lawns, linked arm in arm, keeping their own path fastidiously.
Miss Keating, Mrs. Tailleur's companion, watched them from her seat on the veranda.