John Morton, who had really been captivated by the beauty of Arabella, was quite in earnest; but there were subjects on which he would not give way.

He was anxious to put his best leg foremost so that the beauty might be satisfied and might become his own, but there was a limit beyond which he would not go.
Lady Augustus had more than once said to her daughter that it would not do;--and then there would be all the weary work to do again! Nobody seeing the meeting on the platform would have imagined that Mr.Morton and Miss Trefoil were lovers,--and as for Lady Augustus it would have been thought that she was in some special degree offended with the gentleman who had come to meet her.

She just gave him the tip of her fingers and then turned away to her maid and called for the porters and made herself particular and disagreeable.

Arabella vouchsafed a cold smile, but then her smiles were always cold.

After that she stood still and shivered.