"Weren't you telling me something about a place in China where they had a whole grove filled with sacred silkworms, Aunt Daphne ?" Miss Peabody smiled and nodded, looking from one young face to the other.
Never before had youth sat lunching at that table with her and her brother in quite such a radiant guise.

The Dean usually took his noontide meal in absolute silence when they were alone together, as he held that desultory conversation disturbed his train of thought.

But since Kit's coming, it had been impossible to check her flow of talk, until now the Dean actually missed it if she happened to be absent..