Tinker looked at him with a pained and disapproving air.
Dorothy was even more surprised by the sight of Sir Tancred.

She had given the matter little thought, but had supposed that she would find Tinker's father a sedate man of some fifty summers.

When she found him a young man of thirty, and exceedingly handsome and distinguished at that, she was invaded by no slight doubt as to the wisdom of indulging the spirit of whim which had led her to take the post of Tinker's governess, without going a little more into the matter.

This uneasiness made her at first somewhat constrained; but Sir Tancred and Lord Crosland contrived soon to put her at her ease, and presently she was taking her part in the talk without an effort.
When she went away with the children, Lord Crosland lighted a cigarette, and said thoughtfully, "Well, Tinker has made a find.

She is a lady." "I should be inclined to say gentlewoman," said Sir Tancred.