Peggy and Smiler went up the hill, as if nothing could be too much for them, after the beans they had eaten, and suddenly turning a corner of trees, we happened upon a great coach and six horses labouring very heavily.

John Fry rode on with his hat in his hand, as became him towards the quality; but I was amazed to that degree, that I left my cap on my head, and drew bridle without knowing it.
For in the front seat of the coach, which was half-way open, being of the city-make, and the day in want of air, sate the foreign lady, who had met me at the pump and offered to salute me.

By her side was a little girl, dark-haired and very wonderful, with a wealthy softness on her, as if she must have her own way.

I could not look at her for two glances, and she did not look at me for one, being such a little child, and busy with the hedges.

But in the honourable place sate a handsome lady, very warmly dressed, and sweetly delicate of colour.