She still wore her hair down her back, and her dresses did not quite touch the tops of her boots, and it was therefore necessary to be careful in regard to her prerogatives as mistress of the house.
Early one afternoon, much sooner than there was reason to expect visitors, a carriage came in at the Cobhurst gate, driven by our friend Andy Griffing.

Miriam happened to be at a front window, and regarded with some surprise the shabby equipage.

It came with a flourish to the front of the house, and stopped.

But instead of alighting, its occupant seemed to be expostulating with the driver.

Andy shook his head a great deal, but finally drove round at the back, when an elderly woman got out, and came to the hall door.