He had the contract for the Allway Bridge, but before he began work on it he found out that he was going to die, and he advised the committee to turn the job over to me.

Otherwise I'd never have got anything good so early.
MacKeller was an old friend of Mrs.Pemberton, Winifred's aunt.

He had mentioned me to her, so when I went to Allway she asked me to come to see her.

She was a wonderful old lady." "Like her niece ?" Wilson queried.
Bartley laughed.

"She had been very handsome, but not in Winifred's way.
When I knew her she was little and fragile, very pink and white, with a splendid head and a face like fine old lace, somehow,--but perhaps I always think of that because she wore a lace scarf on her hair.