She said: 'Quelle enfantillage! I dare say Rose was at the bottom of it: she can settle it best.

Defer the encounter between the boys until they see they are in the form of donkeys.
They will; and then they'll run on together, as long as their goddess permits.' 'Indeed, Emily,' said Mrs.Shorne, 'I desire you, by all possible means, to keep the occurrence secret from Rose.

She ought not to hear of it.' 'No; I dare say she ought not,' returned Lady Jocelyn; 'but I wager you she does.

You can teach her to pretend not to, if you like.

Ecce signum.' Her ladyship pointed through the library window at Rose, who was walking with Laxley, and showing him her pearly teeth in return for one of his jokes: an exchange so manifestly unfair, that Lady Jocelyn's womanhood, indifferent as she was, could not but feel that Rose had an object in view; which was true, for she was flattering Laxley into a consent to meet Evan half way.
The ladies murmured and hummed of these proceedings, and of Rose's familiarity with Mr.Harrington; and the Countess in trepidation took Evan to herself, and spoke to him seriously; a thing she had not done since her residence in Beckley.