He was a great man for odd words, but he knew always just what he wanted to say and he said it out.

You've got his gift.

You always say the right thing, and I don't know why you made that break with her--of all people." A meditative look came into Kitty's eyes.

"Mr.Crozier says every one has an imp that loves to tease us, and trip us up, and make us appear ridiculous before those we don't want to have any advantage over us." "I don't want Mrs.Crozier to have any advantage over you and me, I can tell you that.

Things'll never be the same here again, Kitty dear, and we've all got on so well; with him so considerate of every one, and a good friend always, and just one of us, and his sickness making him seem like our own, and--" "Oh, hush--will you hush, mother!" interposed Kitty sharply.