Mrs. Lakeman was carried away by her manner. "You are a very remarkable woman," she said, almost generously, "and the most unworldly person I ever came across."
"But you see the fashions and things that people care for in London are not in our way," Mrs. Vincent answered, with a smile. "Are you sure you won't stay for a cup of tea?"
XVII
"Let me sit in the porch with Margaret," said Lena, when they came back from their walk round the garden; "I am quite tired. Take Mr. Farley to see the cows, dear Miss Barton."
Hannah had stood by the visitors and showed the glories of the garden herself. It was her place, she thought, and time that she proved it.
"I want to rest," continued Lena, "and to talk to Margaret about her lover." She sat down and held out her hands. "Do come to me, little Margaret."
"It's all a mistake," Margaret began, in dismay.
"Who is it that's her lover?" Hannah asked, looking up sharply.