I stopped there night before last." And then, as I was glad of an opportunity to prolong the interview, I told her the history of my adventures at that place.
Mrs.Chester was amused, and I thought I might as well tell her how I came to be delayed on the road and so caught in the storm, and I related my experience with Miss Burton.

I would have been glad to go still farther back and tell her how I came to take the school at Walford, and anything else she might care to listen to.
When I told her about Miss Burton she sat down in a chair near by and laughed heartily.
"It is wonderfully funny," she said, "that you should have met those two young ladies and should then have stopped here." "You know them ?" I said, promptly taking another chair.
"Oh yes," she answered.

"I know them both; and, as I have mentioned that your meeting with them seemed funny to me, I suppose I ought to tell you the reason.

Some time ago a photographer in Walford, who has taken a portrait of me and also of Miss Putney and Miss Burton, took it into his head to print the three on one card and expose them for sale with a ridiculous inscription under them.

This created a great deal of talk, and Miss Putney made the photographer destroy his negative and all the cards he had on hand.