Chapter 14 No.14

"Miss Pinckney," said Phyl, as they sat at luncheon that day, "you remember you said yesterday that I was like Juliet Mascarene?"

"So you are," replied the other, "though the likeness is more noticeable at first sight as far as the face goes-I've got a picture of her I will show you, it's upstairs in her room, the one next yours on the same piaz