It was too late for the first Drawing-room this year.

When did Mrs.Vanderpoel think she would be presented?
Would Lady Anstruthers present her?
Mrs.Vanderpoel could not bring her back to Rosy, and the nature of the change which had made it difficult to recognise her.
The result of this chance encounter was that she did not sleep very well, and the next morning talked anxiously to her husband.
"What I could see, Reuben, was that Milly Bowen had not known her at all, even when she saw her in the carriage with Betty.

She couldn't have changed as much as that, if she had been taken care of, and happy." Her affection and admiration for her husband were such as made the task of soothing her a comparatively simple thing.

The instinct of tenderness for the mate his youth had chosen was an unchangeable one in Reuben Vanderpoel.

He was not a primitive man, but in this he was as unquestioningly simple as if he had been a kindly New England farmer.