'I had no intention of going up Helvellyn alone with Mr.Hammond.Maulevrier was to have gone with us; but when we got to Dolly Waggon he was tired, and would not go any further.

He told me to go on with Mr.Hammond.' '_He_ told you! Maulevrier!--a young man who has spent some of the best hours of his youth in the company of jockeys and trainers--who hasn't the faintest idea of the fitness of things.

You allow Maulevrier to be your guide in a matter in which your own instinct should have guided you--your womanly instinct! But you have always been an unwomanly girl.
You have put me to shame many a time by your hoydenish tricks; but I bore with you, believing that your madcap follies were at least harmless.

To-day you have gone a step too far, and have been guilty of absolute impropriety, which I shall be very slow to pardon.' 'Perhaps you will be still more angry when you know all, grandmother,' said Mary.
Lady Maulevrier flashed her dark eyes at the girl with a look which would have almost killed a nervous subject; but Mary faced her steadfastly, very pale, but as resolute as her ladyship.
'When I know all! What more is there for me to know ?' 'Only that while we were on the top of Helvellyn, in the fog and the wind, Mr.Hammond asked me to be his wife.' 'I am not surprised to hear it,' retorted her ladyship, with a harsh laugh.

'A girl who could act so boldly and flirtingly was a natural mark for an adventurer.