“Will you show me what you have usually made for town?”
“This is what is worn now.”
Mrs. Bingham was baffled but not defeated. She gave an order for a walking-dress, and hoped that Mrs. Fairfax might be more communicative.
“Have you any introductions here?”
“None whatever.”
“It is rather a risk if you are unknown.”
“Perhaps you have been exempt from risks: some people are obliged constantly to encounter them.”
“‘Exempt,’ ‘encounter,”’ thought Mrs. Bingham: “she must have been to a good school.”
“When will you be ready to try on?”
“On Friday,” and Mrs. Fairfax opened the door.