That question of meeting the Melmottes had been settled, and there was no need for speaking of them again.

Roger went out by himself about the farm, immediately after breakfast, having told the ladies that they could have the waggonette when they pleased.

'I'm afraid you'll find it tiresome driving about our lanes,' he said.

Lady Carbury assured him that she was never dull when left alone with books.

Just as he was starting he went into the garden and plucked a rose which he brought to Henrietta.