'But how in the world has she got here ?' 'Beatrice!' cried Mrs.Rossall, following the general direction of eyes.
'Here already! But you surely haven't come from town this morning ?' 'But indeed I have,' was the reply, in a joyous voice, whose full, rich quality took the ear captive.

'Will you let me sit down just as I am?
Patty, here's a rose for you, and, Minnie, another for you.' She took them from her dress.

'How do you do, Mr.Wilfrid ?' The governess was mentioned to her by name; Beatrice looked at her steadfastly for a moment.
'But how have you got here ?' inquired Mrs.Rossall.

'You must have left London at an unheard-of hour; and how have yen come from Dealing ?' 'Clearly she has walked,' said Mr.Athel.

'Don't you see the spoils of her progress ?' 'Oh yes, I have walked,' replied the girl.