Worth felt almost as much interested in Greenwood as in the Grange . It had been her mother 's home for three years , and Elizabeth Ingelow had loved it and talked much to her daughter of it . Paul Ingelow did not move or speak , although he probably guessed who his visitor was . Worth held out her hand . `` How do you do , Uncle Paul ? '' she said . Paul ignored the outstretched hand . `` Who are you ? '' he asked gruffly . `` I am Worth Sheldon , your sister Elizabeth 's daughter , '' she answered . `` Wo n't you shake hands with me , Uncle Paul ? '' `` I have no sister Elizabeth , '' he answered unbendingly . Worth folded her hands on the gatepost and met his frowning gaze unshrinkingly . `` Oh , yes , you have , '' she said calmly . `` You ca n't do away with natural ties by simply ignoring them , Uncle Paul . They go on existing . I never knew until this morning that you were at enmity with my mother . She never told me . But she has talked a great deal of you to me . She has told me often how much you and she loved each other and how good you always were to her .
She sent her love XXXXX you . ''
Grange Greenwood although by for gatepost of on to with