Then Lord Cramer led Marion to the little summer house, and Mrs. Caird left them to give some orders concerning lunch, but when it was ready she saw Cramer riding away from the gate, and Marion, still in her habit, standing there watching him. Hearing her aunt's footsteps she turned, went to her side and, kissing her, said, "Dear Aunt, I am glad to be with you again."
"Then we are both glad, and your father will be glad also. Run upstairs and take off your hat and that width of trailing broadcloth. Then come and get a good lunch."
In a few minutes Marion appeared at the table in the simplest of her home dresses and, with a sigh of pleasure, said again, "Oh, but I am glad to be with you, Aunt!"
"Yet you had a happy time at Cramer Hall?"
"Richard was there. That was enough."
"And many other pleasant people?"
"Yes."
"And Lady Cramer?"
"I do not think she had a nice time. She was weary of company, and it was an effort for her to be quite polite during the last week."
"You ought, then, to have come home."