'Not by a long mile!' said Martha heartily. For Hazel had 'taken the eye' of all the eligibles at the concert, and was altogether disturbing.
'Perhaps, Martha,' said Mrs. Marston wistfully, 'when she's been here a long while, and we're used to her, and she's part of the house—perhaps it'll be as nice and pleasant as before?'
'When the yeast's in,' said Martha pessimistically, 'the dough's leavened!'
* * * * *
As Edward and Hazel drew near the show-ground they passed people walking and were overtaken by traps.
A man passed at full gallop, and Hazel was reminded of Reddin. Later, she said:
'How'd you like it, Ed'ard, if somebody was after you, like a weasel after a rabbit or a terrier at a fox-earth? What'd you do?'
'What morbid things you think of, dear!'
'What'd you do?'
'I don't know.'