It did not require many nods of Mrs.Bell's head to assure all her acquaintances whom she considered the favored young lady.
Matty once more blushed consciously, and giggled in an audible manner when the captain's name was mentioned.

The invitation to play tennis at the Manor completed the satisfaction of this mother and daughter.
"There's no doubt of it," said Mrs.Bell; "I thought my fine lady would have to come down from her high horse.

I expect the captain makes his mother do pretty much what he wishes, and very right, too, very right.
He wants to show his little girl to his proud parent, and, whether she likes it or not, she'll have to make much of you, my love.

Sophy and Alice, it's more than likely Matty will be asked to dine and spend the evening, at the Manor, and I think we'll just make up the evening body of her silk dress and her train in a bit of brown paper, and you can carry the parcel up between you to the Manor.

Then, if it's wanted, it will come in handy, and my girl won't be behind one of them." "Lor, ma, what are we to do with such a bulky parcel ?" objected Sophy, who was not looking her best in a washed-out muslin of two years' date.
"What can we do with the parcel when we get to the Manor ?" "Take it up, of course, to the house, child, and give it to the servant, and tell her it's to be kept till called for.