"Sarah, of course, wanted to go back in the ferry, but I am always doubly frightened at night--and in one's best clothes.

It was quite a large party." "I'm afraid I forgot all about it," said Lady Mary, with a conscience-stricken glance at her husband.
"I hope you sent the carriage round to the stables ?" said Sir Timothy.
"No, no; we mustn't stop a minute.

But I couldn't help just popping in--so very long since I've seen you--and all this happening at once," said Mrs.Hewel.She was a large, stout woman, with breathless manner and plaintive voice.

"And I wanted to show you Sarah in her first grown-up clothes, and tell you about _her_ too," she added.
"Bless me!" said Sir Timothy.

"You don't mean to say little Sarah is grown up." "Oh yes, dear Sir Timothy; she grew up the day before yesterday," said Mrs.Hewel.
"Sharp work," said the doctor, grimly.
"I mean, of course, she turned up her hair, and let her dresses down.
It's full early, I know, but it's such a chance for Sarah--that's partly what I came about.