They had not gone far when they saw some one on horseback coming towards them.
'I daresay this is your friend, and that stupid Morgan hasn't let him in,' said Freda.
'It cannot be; I do not know this gentleman at all,' said Miss Hall, as the stranger advanced.
He looked at them, and they looked at him; but as there was no symptom of recognition on either side, they passed without speaking.
'I hope we shall have a good night's rest, now that Gladys is found,' said Miss Gwynne.

'What is there in the girl that interests one so much?
Even Mr Prothero, in spite of his son, was glad to find her, and to have her at the farm again.

Colonel Vaughan admires her very much.' 'I hope not too much,' said Miss Hall quietly.
'What an absurd idea!' said Miss Gwynne, colouring from beneath her broad hat.

'He is a man that admires beauty and talent, wherever it is to be found.

I do like that sort of person; free from vulgar prejudice.' 'Not quite, I think, my dearest Freda.