The landlady had a sensible suggestion to make--the landlady was the next person who spoke.
"Here is a gentleman coming," she said to me, pointing in the direction of Ramsgate.

"You can never walk back.

Shall we ask him to send a chaise from Broadstairs to the gap in the cliff ?" The gentleman advanced a little nearer.
The landlady and I recognized him at the same moment.

It was Eustace coming to meet us, as we had arranged.

The irrepressible landlady gave the freest expression to her feelings.