It's not very fit for a lady, bad manners to it! but it'll be betther nor the slippery roads undher yer feet." I do not know how the drive passed.

I remember saying once to Pat, "Are they quite, quite sure that Mr.Hollingford was--was--" "No indeed, miss," was the answer, "sorra sure at all.

They do say he was in the coach, but no wan seen him dead, as far as I can hear tell." I made the man set me down at the farm gate, and walked up the avenue just as the early moonlight was beginning to light up the frosty world.
As I came near the door, I fancied I heard crying and wailing; but it was only Mopsie singing in the hall.

Behind the parlour window I saw Jane stepping about briskly in the firelight, arranging the table for tea.

All was quiet and peaceful as when I had left the place two hours before..