Three Old Ladies of Polchester
The Story. On the top floor of the battered old skeleton of a house on Pontippy Square, Polchester, dwelt three old ladies. Two of them were nice old ladies; but Mrs. Payne was big and hard, with something uncanny about her and a gypsy strain in her blood. All three were very poor.
Old Mrs. Amorest was a charming little person, bright-eyed, with snowy hair. Rich Cousin Francis liked to stroke it when she came to visit him. He was an invalid...