It is all in the van." "Allow me to take you out of this crowd, and it shall be seen to," said Lionel, bending to offer his arm.
She took it, and turned with him; but stopped ere more than a step or two had been taken.
"We are going wrong.

The luggage is up that way." "I am taking you to the carriage.

The luggage will be all right." He was placing her in it, when she suddenly drew back and surveyed it.
"What a pretty carriage!" she exclaimed.
Many said the same of the Verner's Pride equipages.

The colour of the panels was of that rich shade of blue called ultra-marine, with white linings and hammer-cloths, while a good deal of silver shone on the harness of the horses.

The servants' livery was white and silver, their small-clothes blue.
Lionel handed her in.
"Have we far to go ?" she asked.
"Not five minutes' drive." He closed the door, gave the footman directions about the luggage, took his own seat by the coachman, and the carriage started.