Come, Miss Flirt!" As they drove up through the park, Lady Glencora pointed out first the church and then the ruins, through the midst of which the road ran, and then they were at once before the front door.

The corner of the modern house came within two hundred yards of the gateway of the old priory.

It was a large building, very pretty, with two long fronts; but it was no more than a house.

It was not a palace, nor a castle, nor was it hardly to be called a mansion.

It was built with gabled roofs, four of which formed the side from which the windows of the drawing-rooms opened out upon a lawn which separated the house from the old ruins, and which indeed surrounded the ruins, and went inside them, forming the present flooring of the old chapel, and the old refectory, and the old cloisters.