"I had better call for my cloak, Frank," said the Earl, as he neared Ellen's house; "but," continued he, pointing to two figures on the snow, "I should know that girl."
"Miss Ravensworth, and young Nimrod,—love has lynx eyes," replied Frank. In a few moments the sleigh caught them up.
"Hallo there! where are you running to? that's one way of treating your friends, Miss Ravensworth," said Lord Wentworth, as he stopped the sleigh.
"I was hastening to fetch your cloak, my Lord: it was such a comfort to me last night," she replied, as she shook hands with the Earl, who had leaped down and proposed giving them a drive.
"I am sure my sisters will be delighted, won't you Edie? here is Miss Ravensworth coming for a drive with us—Frank, you may drive now—Johnny, you get up on the box, and your sister and I will get inside."
"How do you do?" said Lady Edith and Florence as Ellen and the Earl entered; "how glad we are we met you!"
"How kind of you to say so, Lady Edith."
"Well, how did you like the ball?" said the Earl, as the sleigh glided off.
"Oh! so much. I felt a little dull till you came."
"Till I came; what had I to do with it?"