Our dinner had been indefinitely postponed; but it was growing so late, that my aunt had ordered it to be got ready, when she gave a sudden alarm of donkeys, and to my consternation and amazement, I beheld Miss Murdstone, on a side-saddle, ride deliberately over the sacred piece of green, and stop in front of the house, looking about her.
'Go along with you!' cried my aunt, shaking her head and her fist at the window.

'You have no business there.

How dare you trespass?
Go along! Oh! you bold-faced thing!' MY aunt was so exasperated by the coolness with which Miss Murdstone looked about her, that I really believe she was motionless, and unable for the moment to dart out according to custom.

I seized the opportunity to inform her who it was; and that the gentleman now coming near the offender (for the way up was very steep, and he had dropped behind), was Mr.Murdstone himself.
'I don't care who it is!' cried my aunt, still shaking her head and gesticulating anything but welcome from the bow-window.

'I won't be trespassed upon.