6th.
A gloomy intaglio; &c.

&c.
Beyond this rather quaint array of stone and metal Mrs.Swancourt wore no ornament whatever.
Elfride had been favourably impressed with Mrs.Troyton at their meeting about two months earlier; but to be pleased with a woman as a momentary acquaintance was different from being taken with her as a stepmother.
However, the suspension of feeling was but for a moment.

Elfride decided to like her still.
Mrs.Swancourt was a woman of the world as to knowledge, the reverse as to action, as her marriage suggested.

Elfride and the lady were soon inextricably involved in conversation, and Mr.Swancourt left them to themselves.
'And what do you find to do with yourself here ?' Mrs.Swancourt said, after a few remarks about the wedding.

'You ride, I know.' 'Yes, I ride.