Having saluted us both, he would have passed on, but she detained him; first with observations upon the disagreeable weather, and then with asking if he would be so kind as to come some time to-morrow to see the granddaughter of the old woman who kept the porter's lodge, for the girl was ill of a fever, and wished to see him.

He promised to do so.
'And at what time will you be most likely to come, Mr.Weston?
The old woman will like to know when to expect you--you know such people think more about having their cottages in order when decent people come to see them than we are apt to suppose.' Here was a wonderful instance of consideration from the thoughtless Miss Murray.

Mr.Weston named an hour in the morning at which he would endeavour, to be there.

By this time the carriage was ready, and the footman was waiting, with an open umbrella, to escort Miss Murray through the churchyard.

I was about to follow; but Mr.Weston had an umbrella too, and offered me the benefit of its shelter, for it was raining heavily.
'No, thank you, I don't mind the rain,' I said.