She was full of tremulous bliss, and, dwelling with reverent awe upon the wonder of great things drawing nearer to her every hour, wept for happiness as she sat.
* * * * * The same afternoon Lady Maria Bayne arrived.

She had been abroad taking, in no dull fashion, various "cures," which involved drinking mineral waters while promenading to the sounds of strains of outdoor music, and comparing symptoms wittily with friends equal to amazing repartee in connection with all subjects.
Dr.Warren was an old acquaintance, and as he was on the point of leaving the house as she entered it she stopped to shake hands with him.
"It's rather unfortunate for a man when one can only be glad to see him in the house of an enemy." She greeted him with, "I must know what you are doing here.

It's not possible that Lady Walderhurst is fretting herself into fiddle-strings because her husband chooses to have a fever in India." "No, she is behaving beautifully in all respects.

May I have a few minutes' talk with you, Lady Maria, before you see her ?" "A few minutes' talk with me means something either amusing or portentous.

Let us walk into the morning-room." She led the way with a rustle or silk petticoats and a suggestion of lifted eyebrows.