It was Mrs.Burton, the mother of the young lady who had injured her ankle on the day when I set out for my journey through Cathay.
"I am so glad to see you," she said, as she shook hands with me.

"I knew you as soon as my eyes first fell upon you.

You know I have often seen you on the road before we became acquainted with you.

We have frequently talked about you since you were here, and we did not expect you would be coming back so soon.

Mr.Burton has been hoping that he would have a chance to know you better.