She came round to where I stood.
"Go and stand opposite," she said, "and then I shall be able to tell."
I did as she bade me.
"Hold your face in profile."
I looked at the wall. She was silent for some moments.
"Yes. It is not bad. My memory must be good."
"Mrs. Fraser," said I, "what made you take my face for a subject?"
"Are you annoyed?"
"No; and you don't think me annoyed?"