Now, the Marchioness of Hartletop was a very great person indeed, and a leader in the fashionable world.
"Oh! Lady Hartletop's!" said Lily.

"Then I suppose we must give in;" which little bit of sarcasm was not lost upon Mr Crosbie, and was put down by him in the tablets of his mind as quite undeserved.
He had endeavoured to avoid any mention of Lady Hartletop and her croquet ground, and her ladyship's name had been forced upon him.
Nevertheless, he liked Lily Dale through it all.

But he thought that he liked Bell the best, though she said little; for Bell was the beauty of the family.
During the game Bernard remembered that they had especially come over to bid the three ladies to dinner at the house on that day.

They had all dined there on the day before, and the girls' uncle had now sent directions to them to come again.

"I'll go and ask mamma about it," said Bell, who was out first.