I can only give you the advice I gave him." "What was that, Miss Hannay ?" Wilson asked eagerly.
"Well, you see, it is not very long since either of you left school, so I should think the best thing for you to wear are your school colors, whatever they were." And with a merry laugh at his look of discomfiture, Isobel turned away and joined Mrs.Doolan and two or three other ladies who were sitting with her.
"There is one comfort," Mrs.Doolan was just saying, "in this country, when there is anything coming off, there is no occasion to be anxious as to the weather; one knows that it will be hot, fine, and dusty.

One can wear one's gayest dress without fear.

In Ireland one never knew whether one wanted muslin or waterproof until the morning came, and even then one could not calculate with any certainty how it would be by twelve o'clock.

This will be your first Indian festivity, Miss Hannay." "Do the natives come much ?" "I should think so! All Cawnpore will turn out, and we shall have the Lord of Bithoor and any number of Talookdars and Zemindars with their suites.

A good many of them will have horses entered, and they have some good ones if they could but ride them.