She haunts Wayne Hall with a persistency worthy of a better cause.

She adores Miss West, and tells me all about it while she is waiting for Kathleen, who, I suspect, runs away from her more than once.
She refers to little Miss Rawle as 'my crush,' but her tone is unpleasantly sarcastic.

Miss Rawle honestly admires Miss West and seems to have a great deal of faith in her ability to write.

Sometimes Kathleen is the soul of hospitality.

At other times she barely responds to Miss Rawle's timid remarks.