"Yes, it is."
"Well will you come round and open the door?"
"Who wants it open?"
"A lady wants it open?"
"A lady!--what lady?"
"Down yonder in the carriage."
"What lady? who is she?"
"I don't know who she is--she wanted to come to Mr. Rossitur's place--will you open the door for her?"
Barby and Fleda both now saw a carriage standing in the road.
"We must see who it is first," whispered Fleda.