I was planning how to divert Mrs.Jessop from the subject, when it was broken at once by a sudden entrance, which startled us all like a flash of lightning.
"Stole away! stole away! as my husband would say.

Here have I come in the dusk, all through the streets to Dr.Jessop's very door.

How is she?
where is she, ma petite!" "Caroline!" "Ah! come forward.

I haven't seen you for an age." And Lady Caroline kissed her on both cheeks in her lively French fashion, which Ursula received patiently, and returned--no, I will not be certain whether she returned it or not.
"Pardon--how do you do, Mrs.Jessop, my dear woman?
What trouble I have had in coming! Are you not glad to see me, Ursula ?" "Yes, very." In that sincere voice which never either falsified or exaggerated a syllable.
"Did you ever expect to see me again ?" "No, certainly I did not.

And I would almost rather not see you now, if--" "If Richard Brithwood did not approve of it?
Bah! what notions you always had of marital supremacy.