I don't know what possessed me.

I was off my trolley, I suppose, as John Sibley puts it.

Well, when Mrs.
James Shiel Gathorne Crozier said--oh, so sweetly and kindly--'You are Miss Tynan ?' what do you think I replied?
I said to her, 'The same'!" Rather an acidly satisfied smile came to Mrs.Tynan's lips.

"That was like the Slatterly girls," she replied.

"Your father would have said it was the vernacular of the rail-head.