There were other visitors to Mallowe Court travelling by the 2:30 from Paddington, but they were much smarter people than Miss Fox-Seton, and they were put into a first-class carriage by a footman with a cockade and a long drab coat.

Emily, who traveled third with some workmen with bundles, looked out of her window as they passed, and might possibly have breathed a faint sigh if she had not felt in such buoyant spirits.
She had put on her revived brown skirt and a white linen blouse with a brown dot on it.

A soft brown silk tie was knotted smartly under her fresh collar, and she wore her new sailor hat.

Her gloves were brown, and so was her parasol.

She looked nice and taut and fresh, but notably inexpensive.