She had calculated on Herbert making a long stay with Mrs.Dudley.
"I suppose so," she replied, in an injured tone; "but before we say anything else, Herbert, let me introduce you to Miss Haverley." She turned, but in the corner to which she directed her eyes, she saw only a calf; there was no young person in silk attire.

The moment that Miriam perceived that the man who came in was not her brother, but the brother of some one else, her face had crimsoned, she had pushed away the unfortunate calf, and, springing to her feet, had darted into the shadows of an adjoining stall.

From this, before Dora had recovered from her surprise at not seeing her, Miriam emerged in the costume of a neatly dressed school-girl, with her skirts just reaching to the tops of her boots.

It had been an easy matter to slip off that expansive silk gown.
She advanced with the air of defensive gravity with which she generally greeted strangers, and made the acquaintance of Mr.Bannister.
"I am sure," she said, when she had heard what had happened, "that my brother will be very glad to lend you the gig.

That is the only thing we have at present which runs properly." "A gig will do very well, indeed," said Mr.Bannister.