But any one from dear Sheepshire--ah, what a strange-looking pair!" They were odd-looking indeed.

Mark was tall enough to dress up as a man, and he wore a rough greatcoat, and a white wig, and spectacles.

Hetty had little gray curls, and gray eyebrows under a deep bonnet, and was wrapped in a cloak with many capes.

In the uncertain light their disguise was complete.
"I have not the pleasure--" began Miss Davis.
"No, you don't know us," said Mark, "but your friends do, and we know all about you.

We were passing this way and have brought you a message from your mother." "Indeed!" said Miss Davis, and her heart sank.