I know that an arm was found in the Cuckoo Pits, and I think a thigh-bone was dredged up out of a pond near St.Mary Cray.

But Miss Oman will be able to tell you all about it, if you are interested.
She will be delighted to meet a kindred spirit," Miss Bellingham added, with a smile.
"I don't know that I want to claim spiritual kinship with a ghoul," said I; "especially such a very sharp-tempered ghoul." "Oh, don't disparage her, Doctor Berkeley!" Miss Bellingham pleaded.
"She isn't really bad-tempered; only a little prickly on the surface.

I oughtn't to have called her a ghoul; she is just the sweetest, most affectionate, most unselfish little angelic human hedgehog that you could find if you travelled the wide world through.

Do you know that she has been working her fingers to the bone making an old dress of mine presentable because she is so anxious that I shall look nice at your little supper-party." "You are sure to do that, in any case," I said; "but I withdraw my remark as to her temper unreservedly.

And I really didn't mean it, you know; I have always liked the little lady." "That's right; and now won't you come in and have a few minutes' chat with my father?
We are quite early, in spite of the short cuts." I assented readily, and the more so inasmuch as I wanted a few words with Miss Oman on the subject of catering and did not want to discuss it before my friends.