You can't keep a secret from me.
Here's Mr.Weyburn, good enough to be my escort.

I 'll get out.' She alighted, scorning help; Weyburn at her heels.

The earl nodded to him politely and not cordially.

He was hardly cordial to Lady Charlotte.
That had no effect on her.

'A glorious day for Steignton,' she said.
'Ah, there's the Buridon group of beeches; grander trees than grow at Buridon.