I might as well tell you all about myself in the first place, because I decided at breakfast that I liked you.

I know your Christian name because I heard your friends addressing you as "Grace" this morning, but I don't know your surname." "I am Grace Harlowe, at your service," replied Grace lightly, "and it is always gratifying to be liked.

I saw you last night when you arrived.

I was entertaining a crowd of girls, and, of course, we couldn't resist running to the window when one of the girls happened to see the bus stopping in front of the house." "Were you at the window ?" asked Miss Eliot unconcernedly.

"I didn't see you.