Her brightish blue dress, of rough cloth, was nothing particular, notwithstanding the fit of it.

There was "something else about her." She looked round the place, not with the casual indifference of a fine young lady, carelessly curious to see what she had not seen before, but with an alert, questioning interest.
"What a big place," she said to her ladyship.

"What substantial walls! What huge joints must have been roasted before such a fireplace." She drew near to the enormous, antiquated cooking place.
"People were not very practical when this was built," she said.

"It looks as if it must waste a great deal of coal.

Is it---- ?" she looked at Mrs.Noakes.