I have something to say." Mr.Alwynn never refused to hear what any one had to say.

He went slowly down the steps, and got into the cart, looking straight in front of him, as his custom was when disturbed in mind.

Dare followed.
"I shall not want you, James," he said to the groom, his foot on the step.
At this moment the form of Mrs.Smith, the house-keeper, appeared through the hall door, clothed in all the awful majesty of an upper servant whose dignity has been outraged.
"Sir," she said, in a clear not to say a high voice, "asking your pardon, sir, but am I, or am I not, to take my orders from--" Goaded to frenzy, Dare poured forth a volley of horrible oaths French and English, and, seizing up the reins, drove off at a furious rate.
The servants remained standing about the steps, watching the dog-cart whirl rapidly away.
"He's been to church with her," said the gardener, at last.

"I said all along she'd never have come, unless she had her lines to show.

I ha'n't cut them white grapes she ordered yet; but I may as well go and do it." "Well," said Mrs.Smith, "grapes or no grapes, I'll never give up the keys of the linen cupboards to the likes of her, and I'm not going to have any one poking about among my china.