"We could not want anything better than that; although," he continued, "I am not sure that my harness will suit a two-wheeled vehicle." "Oh, we have gig harness," said Miriam, "and we will lend you a horse, too, if you like." Dora now thought it was time to say something.

She was irritated because Herbert had returned so soon, and because he was going to take her away before she was ready to go; and although she would have been delighted to have a drive in the Cobhurst gig, provided the proper person drove her, she did not at all wish to return to Thorbury in that ridiculous old vehicle with Herbert.

In the one case, she could imagine a delightful excursion in she knew not what romantic by-roads and shaded lanes; but in the other, she saw only the jogging old gig, and all the neighbors asking what had happened to them.
"I think," she said, "it will be well to see Mr.Haverley as soon as possible.

Perhaps he knows of a blacksmith's shop, where the buggy can be mended." Herbert smiled.

"Repairs of that sort," he said, "require a good deal of time.