And the third time, she "had a young friend staying with her whom she was unable to leave." My lady accepted every excuse as bona fide, and took no further notice.

I missed Miss Galindo very much; we all did; for, in the days when she was clerk, she was sure to come in and find the opportunity of saying something amusing to some of us before she went away.

And I, as an invalid, or perhaps from natural tendency, was particularly fond of little bits of village gossip.

There was no Mr.
Horner--he even had come in, now and then, with formal, stately pieces of intelligence--and there was no Miss Galindo in these days.

I missed her much.