The poor thing fancied she would better her position thereby: it was not from pure love of Henrietta that she had been so importunate.
In the second carriage sat the baron and Margari.

Margari was just the sort of man the baron wanted.

He was a scholar who could be converted into a domestic buffoon whenever one was required.

Now-a-days it is difficult to catch such specimens, all our servants have become so stuck-up.

Henrietta did not dare to ask how far they were going, or where they were to pass the night, she felt so strange amidst her new surroundings.