She was ready in a moment and descended to the room where Jim, the driver, stood waiting for her.
"A lady," was his mental comment, and with as much politeness as if she had been Madam Richards herself, he opened the carriage door and held Willie while she entered, asking if she were comfortable, and peering a little curiously in Willie's face, which puzzled him somewhat.

"A near connection, I guess, and mighty pretty too.

Them old maids will raise hob with the boy,--nice little shaver," thought the kind-hearted Jim.
Once, as Adah caught his good-humored eye, she ventured to say to him: "Has Miss Anna procured a waiting maid yet ?" There was a comical gleam in Jim's eye now, for Adah was not the first applicant he had taken up to Terrace Hill.

He never suspected that this was Adah's business, and he answered frankly: "No, that's about played out.

Madam turned the last one out doors." "Turned her out doors ?" and Adah's face was as white as the snow rifts they were passing.
The driver felt that he had gossiped too much, and relapsed into silence, while Adah, in a paroxysm of terror, sat with clasped hands and closed eyes.