That small fair lady was her companion.

Oliver tells me she is an orphan--well off--with no kith or kin.

She has just come to England, it seems, for the first time.

Her father brought her up abroad away from everybody.

She will have a success! But of all the little Jingoes!" Mr.Ferrier's face expressed an amused recollection of some of Diana's speeches.
"Mallory ?" said Sir James, under his breath--"_Mallory ?_" He walked to the window, and stood looking out, his hands in his pockets.
Mr.Ferrier went up-stairs to write letters.