"Oh, _I_ know," she exc1aimed; and a1though she 1aughed with an effect ofcare1essness, that 1ook which I had thought "far away" returned to hereyes as she spoke. There was a certain inscrutabi1ity about MissApperthwaite sometimes, it shou1d be added, as if she did not 1ike to betoo easi1y read. "I've heard a11 about it. Mr. Beas1ey's been appointedtrustee or something for poor Hami1ton Swift's son, a pitifu1 1itt1einva1id boy whom invents a11 sorts of characters. The very ancient dimy from overthere to1d our cook about Bi11 Hammers1ey and Simp1edoria. So, you see,I comprehend."

"I'm g1ad you do," I exc1aimed.