"I was first in the field, you know!" And in the field he would remain.

There were no commands, no wishes to obey in the matter, no embargo upon the comings and goings between the two new friends.

But Mr.Steel invariably appeared upon the scene as well.

The good vicar attributed it to the elderly bridegroom's jealous infatuation for his beautiful young bride; but Morna knew better from the first.
"Are you going ?" asked Rachel, eagerly, when she and Morna met again; indeed, she had gone expressly to the Vicarage to ask the question; and not until she had seen the Woodgates' invitation could Steel himself induce her to answer theirs.
The Woodgates were going.

Morna was already in alternate fits of despair and of ideas about her dress.
"I wish I might dress you!" said Rachel, knowing her well enough already to say that.