I MUST go out now, or I shall feel stale india-rubber right through." She lingered.

He instantly caught at her wish.
"You are going anywhere ?" he asked.
They went together up to the Castle.

Outdoors she dressed very plainly, down to ugliness; indoors she always looked nice.

She walked with hesitating steps alongside Paul, bowing and turning away from him.
Dowdy in dress, and drooping, she showed to great disadvantage.

He could scarcely recognise her strong form, that seemed to slumber with power.
She appeared almost insignificant, drowning her stature in her stoop, as she shrank from the public gaze.
The Castle grounds were very green and fresh.