She wished something would happen.

Poor Nicholas! He need not have been so terribly cut up about the money.

Who is there?
It was Vladimir.

Vladimir brought a card.

Yes, she would see the gentleman.
Vladimir disappeared, and a moment after ushered in Mr.Horace Bellingham, commonly known as "Uncle Horace." "I am so glad to see you, Mr.Bellingham," said Margaret, who had conceived a great liking for the old gentleman on the previous evening, and who would have welcomed anybody this morning.
Mr.Bellingham made a bow of the courtliest, most _ancien-regime_ kind.
He had ventured to bring her a few flowers.