She hoped her brother would not supplicate, for it struck her that the lover who besieged the lady would forfeit her roaming and hunting fancy.
'I wonder what that gentleman is doing now,' she said to Chillon.
He grimaced slightly, for her sake; he would have liked to inform her, for the sake of educating her in the customs of the world she was going to enter, that the word 'gentleman' conveys in English a special signification.
Her expression of wonder whether they were to meet him again gave Chillon the opportunity of saying: 'It 's the unlikeliest thing possible--at all events in England.' 'But I think we shall,' said she.
'My dear, you meet people of your own class; you don't meet others.' 'But we may meet anybody, Chillon!' 'In the street.

I suppose you would not stop to speak to him in the street.' 'It would be strange to see him in the street!' Carinthia said.
'Strange or not!' ....

Chillon thought he had said sufficient.

She was under his protectorship, otherwise he would not have alluded to the observance of class distinctions.

He felt them personally in this case because of their seeming to stretch grotesquely by the pretentious heterodoxy of the young fellow, whom, nevertheless, thinking him over now that he was mentioned, he approved for his manliness in bluntly telling his origin and status.
A chalet supplied them with fresh milk, and the inn of a village on a perch with the midday meal.