Lady Mary, I congratulate you.

I came up in my dog-cart as fast as possible, to let you know the people are turning out _en masse_ to welcome you.

They're assembling at the Crewys Arms, and going to hurry up to the house in a regular procession, band and all." "We're proud of our young hero, you see," said the canon; and he laid his hand affectionately on Peter's shoulder.
"You will have to say a few words to them," said Lady Mary.
"Must I ?" said the hero.

"Let's go out on the terrace and see what's going on.

We can watch them the whole way up." He opened the door into the south drawing-rooms; and through the open windows there floated the distant strains of the village band.
"Canon, your arm," said Lady Belstone.
Lady Mary and her son had hastened out on to the terrace.
The old ladies paused in the doorway; they were particular in such matters.
"I believe I take precedence, Georgina," said Lady Belstone, apologetically.
"I am far from disputing it, Isabella," said Miss Crewys, drawing back with great dignity.