Come along.

I couldn't look quieter, not if I was to make up as I do in the evening as a Quakeress.

Come along.

Oh, Joe, it will be awful dull! Don't forget to send word to the hall that I am ill.

Afraid?
Not I!" She laughed, but rather hysterically.
There would be, however, she secretly considered, some excitement when it came to the finding out, which would happen, she was convinced, in a very few hours.