Mrs.Proudie was an imperious woman; but then so also was Lady Lufton; and it may therefore he said that Mr.Robarts ought to have been accustomed to feminine domination; but as he sat there munching his toast he could not but make a comparison between the two.

Lady Lufton in her little attempts sometimes angered him; but he certainly thought, comparing the lay lady and the clerical together, that the rule of the former was the lighter and the pleasanter.

But then Lady Lufton had given him a living and a wife, and Mrs.Proudie had given him nothing.
Immediately after breakfast Mr.Robarts escaped to the Dragon of Wantly, partly because he had had enough of the matutinal Mrs.
Proudie, and partly also in order that he might hurry his friends there.

He was already becoming fidgety about the time, as Harold Smith had been on the preceding evening, and he did not give Mrs.
Smith credit for much punctuality.

When he arrived at the inn he asked if they had done breakfast, and was immediately told that not one of them was yet down.