The expression was one of simple girlish curiosity, which softened in a delicious way the general pride and hauteur of her face.
"You are not trespassing," she said, and the voice sounded very sweet and musical after the din of the dogs.

"There is public right of way along this road." "I am immensely relieved," said Stafford.

"It looks so unfrequented, that I was afraid it was private, and that I had made another blunder; all the same, I am very sorry that I should have disturbed you and made the dogs kick up such a row.

I would have gone on or gone back if I had known you were coming out; but the place looked so quiet--" "It does not matter," she said; "they bark at the slightest noise, and we are used to it.

The place is so quiet because only my father and I live here, and there are only a few servants, and the place is so big." All this was said not repiningly, but softly and a little dreamily.