"Now, Marjorie, we will go to the carriage. Charles will see after the luggage."
"What carriage?"
"The one you saw standing on the road outside."
"Whose is it?"
"Lord Derwentwater's; it is going to drive us home."
"Do you know Lord Derwentwater, Kenneth?"
"Yes, very well."
"How very kind of him to send his carriage for us! Isn't it, Kenneth?"
They got in, and were soon driving rapidly along the road to Eagleton.
"Shall we soon be home?" she asked presently.