Ah! there's the bell;" and Molly hurried down to give a description of the exact stage at which Ruth's toilet had arrived, which Ruth cut short by appearing hard upon her heels.
"It is a shame to come in-doors now, isn't it ?" said Charles, as he was introduced and took her in to dinner in the wake of Lady Mary and Ralph.
"Just the first cool time of the day." "Is it ?" said Ruth, still rather pink with her late exertions.

"When I heard the dressing-bell ring across the fields, and the last gate would not open, and I found the railings through which I precipitated myself had been newly painted, I own I thought it had never been so hot all day." "How trying it is to be forgotten!" said Charles, after a pause.

"We have met before, Miss Deyncourt; but I see you don't remember me.

I gave you time to recollect me by throwing out that little remark about the weather, but it was no good." Ruth glanced at him and looked puzzled.
"I am afraid I don't," she said at last.

"I have seen you playing polo once or twice, and driving your four-in-hand; but I thought I only knew you by sight.