She was neatly dressed, and she saluted me with the polite composure of a civilized being.
"I beg your pardon, ma'am.

My young lady has only this moment heard of your arrival.

Will you be so kind as to follow me ?" I turned to Mrs.Finch.She had found her handkerchief, and had put her overflowing baby to rights again.

I respectfully handed back the novel.
"Thank you," said Mrs.Finch.

"I find novels compose my mind.