She wondered if March were enjoying it all as much, and from time to time she tried to catch his eye, while the lady talked constantly and rather loudly, helping herself out with words from them both when her English failed her.

In the safety of her perfect understanding of the case, Mrs.March now submitted farther, and even suffered some patronage from her, which in another mood she would have met with a decided snub.
As they drew in among the broad vine-webbed slopes of the Wurzburg, hills, the stranger said she was going to change there, and take a train on to Berlin.

Mrs.March wondered whether she would be able to keep up the comedy to the last; and she had to own that she carried it off very easily when the friends whom she was expecting did not meet her on the arrival of their train.

She refused March's offers of help, and remained quietly seated while he got out their wraps and bags.

She returned with a hardy smile the cold leave Mrs.March took of her; and when a porter came to the door, and forced his way by the Marches, to ask with anxious servility if she, were the Baroness von-----, she bade the man get them.
a 'traeger', and then come back for her.