Some persons might not have noticed the roughness and stains and marks made by the reins, but Kitty knew that Lady Kitson did.

Her keen eyes missed nothing, and probably before very long she would be retailing to Dr.
Trenire all his daughter's shortcomings, and the crying necessity for sending her away to a good boarding-school at once.
None of the Trenire children liked Lady Kitson, though they could hardly have told you why.

Poor Kitty felt now that she disliked her exceedingly.
"Come into the drawing-room; the girls are there." "The girls" were Lady Kitson's step-daughters.

They were both of them older than Kitty, but were inclined to be very friendly.

The Trenire children, though, did not respond much to their advances; they found them uninteresting and silly, and never felt at home with them.
The truth was, they had no tastes in common, and probably never would have.
Kitty felt glad of their presence now though, for anything would be better, she thought, than to have to sit for a long time with Lady Kitson alone.