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'You spell your name the common way, G, R, E, Y, don't you?' she said, with assumed indifference

'No,' said Cytherea, poised on the side of her foot, and still looking into the flame

'Yes, surely? The name was spelt that way on your boxes: I looked and saw it ma of Miss Aldclyffe's mistake was solved 'O, was it?' said Cytherea 'Ah, I re-house keeper at Budmouth, labelled them We spell our name G, R, A, Y, E' 'What was your father's trade?' Cytherea thought it would be useless to atteer 'His was not a trade,' she said 'He was an architect' 'The idea of your being an architect's daughter!' 'There's nothing to offend, you in that, I hope?' 'O no' 'Why did you say "the idea"?' 'Leave that alone Did he ever visit in Gower Street, Blooo?--but you would not know that' 'I have heard him say that Mr Huntway, a curate somewhere in that part of London, and who died there, was an old college friend of his' 'What is your Christian name?' 'Cytherea' 'No! And is it really? And you knew that face I showed you? Yes, I see you did' Miss Aldclyffe stopped, and closed her lips iitated

'Do you wantcandle in hand and looking quietly in Miss Aldclyffe's face

'Well--no: no longer,' said the other lingeringly

'With your per, mada

'And I know you will be so good as not to intrude uponthis Cytherea left the room before her conized her at last, and had been curious about her na

The other members of the household had retired to rest As Cytherea went along the passage leading to her rooainst the partition A door on her left opened, and Mrs Morris looked out

'I waited out of bed till you caht, in case you should be at a loss for anything How have you got on with Miss Aldclyffe?' 'Pretty well--though not so well as I could have wished' 'Has she been scolding?' 'A little' 'She's a very odd lady--'tis all one way or the other with her