Then they sauntered towards the carriage, he offering a formal hand to help her down the uncertain steps, she gracefully accepting it.
'You--you have not been long,' said I.'I hope you didn't hurry on my account.' 'Miss Farnham found the marble a little cold under foot,' replied Dacres, putting Miss Farnham in.
'You see,' explained Cecily, 'I stupidly forgot to change into thicker soles.

I have only my slippers.

But, mamma, how lovely it is! Do let us come again in the daytime.

I am dying to make a sketch of it.' Mr.Tottenham was to leave us on the following day.

In the morning, after 'little breakfast,' as we say in India, he sought me in the room I had set aside to be particularly my own.
Again I was writing to John, but this time I waited for precisely his interruption.