Poor Catherine said to me the other day, with tears, in her eyes, that she knew Rose thought her as hard as iron.

"But I promised papa." She makes herself miserable and it's no use.

I wish the little wild thing would get herself well married.

She's not meant for this humdrum place and she may kick over the traces.' 'She's pretty enough for anything and anybody,' said Robert.
The vicar looked at him sharply, but the young man's critical and meditative look reassured him.
The next day, just before early dinner, Rose and Agnes, who had been for a walk, were startled, as they were turning into their own gate, by the frantic waving of a white handkerchief from the Vicarage garden.

It was Mrs.Thornburgh's accepted way of calling the attention of the Burwood inmates, and the girls walked on.