47/48 She took out her handkerchief, and began to rub a spot of mud off her dress. It seemed to Diana that her manner was a little strange, and rather rude. But she had made up her mind there would be peculiarities in Fanny, and she did not mean to be repelled by them. "You must be tired, and we shall be dining directly." Miss Merton allowed herself to be led up-stairs, looking curiously round her at every step. "I hope he wouldn't have thought it extravagant." She passed on in front of her guest, holding a candle. |