They naturally sent out all the invitations, as the money for the entertainment came out of their pockets, and all the elegant world of their acquaintance was to do honour to the occasion.
On the morning of the critical day Mrs.Meyer, dressed in the self-same garments which Master Boltay had got for her, took her seat in a hackney-coach, and drove out of town.

All the way along she was concocting the further details of the great affair.

Leaving the coach standing on the outskirts of the wood, she would make her way on foot to Boltay's dwelling, and there she would say that she had brought the things from town.

Fanny would then go out for a walk with her under the pretext of looking at the crops, and on reaching the coach they would step in, shut the door, and off they would set at full tilt without asking leave of anybody.
Maturing thus her amiable designs, she safely reached the meadows near Boltay's dwelling.

Providence was so far merciful to her that she did not break an arm or a leg on the way.