Still--he's Lord Overbury!" They led a very quiet life at Hazels, seeing hardly anyone.

Lady Agatha had declared that she was going to make up for her rackety life in town, as well as to prepare for the winter.

She had looked as fresh as a rose through all the racketing, and when she talked about the need for rest she had smiled.
As a matter of fact, her energy was too overflowing to permit of her resting as other folk rested.

A change of occupation was about as much as one could hope for.

And now she was restless as she had not been before, for, energetic as she had always been, she had never driven others.