They were to start at four and there would not be much more than time after lunch for her to put on her travelling gear.

Then, as they all felt, there was a difficulty about the carriages.

Who was to go with whom?
Arabella, after lunch, took the bull by the horns.

"I suppose," she said as Morton followed her out into the hall, "mamma and I had better go in the phaeton." "I was thinking that Lady Augustus might consent to travel with Mr.
Gotobed and that you and I might have the phaeton." "Of course it would be very pleasant," she answered smiling.
"Then why not let it be so ?" "There are convenances." "How would it be if you and I were going without anybody else?
Do you mean to say that in that case we might not sit in the same carriage ?" "I mean to say that in that case I should not go at all.

It isn't done in England.