Accordingly, two days later, Mark drove Millicent and Mrs.Cunningham up to London.

A groom accompanied them on Mark's favorite horse.

This was to be left in town for his use, and the groom was to drive the carriage back again.

Comfortable rooms were obtained in a quiet inn for the ladies, while Mark put up at the Bull, saying that he would come every day to take them out.
"Why did not Mark stay here, Mrs.Cunningham ?" Millicent asked pettishly.
"I suppose he thought it better that he should not do so; and I own that I think he was right." "When we were, as we supposed, no relation to each other," Millicent said, "we could be like brother and sister.

Now that we find that we are cousins we are going to be stiff and ceremonious." "Not necessarily because you are cousins, Millicent.