She was now in a panic of motherly solicitude.
"Oh, Alice, how you have frightened me!" she exclaimed.

"You were due at the hotel two hours ago, and when your horse came without you! You will kill me!" She clapped her hands to her heart and panted.

"You know my heart is weak!" Alice protested her sorrow, and Keith put in a word for her, declaring that she had been dreadfully troubled lest the horse should frighten her.
"And well she might be," exclaimed Mrs.Yorke, giving him a bare glance and then turning back to her daughter.

"Mrs.Nailor was the first who heard your horse had come home.

She ran and told me.