'There's Molly.

How d'ye do, old girl ?' The two men looked up, and Molly looked down.

Delight at her brother's return so filled her heart and mind that there was no room left for embarrassment at the appearance of a stranger.
'O, Maulevrier, I am so glad! I have been pining for you.

Why didn't you write to say you were coming?
It would have been something to look forward to.' 'Couldn't.

Never knew from day to day what I was going to be up to; besides, I knew I should find you at home.' 'Of course.