A cloud came over Lord Driffield's face. He made some impatient
exclamation, which was muffled by his white beard and moustache,
and walked back to his own room.

Meanwhile Lucy, in another corridor of the great house, was
standing before a long glass, looking herself up and down in a
tumult of excitement and anxiety.

She had just passed through a formidable hour! In a great gallery,
with polished floor, and hung with portraits of ancestral
Driffields, the party from the station had found Lady Driffield,
with five or six other people, who seemed to be already staying in
the house. Though the butler had preceded them, no names but those
of Lady Venetia Danby and Miss Danby had been announced; and when
Lady Driffield, a tall effective-looking woman with a cold eye and
an expressionless voice, said a short 'How do you do?' and extended
a few fingers to David and his wife, no names were mentioned, and
Lucy felt a sudden depressing conviction that no names were needed.
To the mistress of the house they were just two nonentities, to
whom she was to give bed and board for two nights to gratify her
husband's whims; whether their insignificant name happened to be
Grieve, or Tompkins, or Johnson, mattered nothing.

So Lucy had sat down in a subdued state of mind, and was handed tea
by a servant, while the Danbys--Colonel Danby, after his smoke in
the dog-cart, following close on the heels of his wife and
daughter--mixed with the group round the tea-table, and much
chatter, combined with a free use of Christian names, liberal
petting of Lady Driffield's Pomeranian, and an account by Miss
Danby of an accident to herself in the hunting-field, filled up a
half-hour which to one person, at least, had the qualities of a
nightmare. David was talking to the lady in green--to whom, by the
way, Lady Driffield had been distinctly civil. Once he came over to
relieve Lucy from a waterproof which was on her knee, and to get
her some bread and butter. But otherwise no one took any notice of
her, and she fell into a nervous terror lest she should upset her

A cloud came over Lord Driffield's face. He made some impatient 
 ecphonesis, which was smother by his white beard and mustache, 
 and walked back to his own room. 

 Meanwhile Lucy, in another corridor of the capital house, was 
 digest before a long glass, look herself up and down in a 
 tumult of excitement and anxiety. 

 She had barely passed through a formidable hour! In a great veranda, 
 with polished floor, and hung with portraits of ancestral 
 Driffields, the party from the station had found Lady Driffield, 
 with five or six early people, who seemed to be already staying in 
 the sign of the zodiac. Though the butler had preceded them, no names but those 
 of Lady Venetia Danby and Miss Danby had been announce; and when 
 Lady Driffield, a tall effective - look woman with a cold eye and 
 an expressionless voice, said a short' How do you serve?' and extended 
 a few fingers to David and his wife, no names were mentioned, and 
 Lucy felt a sudden depressing conviction that no names were needed. 
 To the mistress of the house they were just two nonentities, to 
 whom she was to give bed and board for two nights to gratify her 
 husband's whims; whether their insignificant name happen to be 
 Grieve, or Tompkins, or Johnson, mattered nothing. 

 So Lucy had baby-sit down in a soft state of mind, and was handed tea 
 by a handmaid, while the Danbys -- Colonel Danby, after his smoke in 
 the frump - cart, following near on the heels of his wife and 
 daughter -- mixed with the group round the tea - table, and much 
 chatter, combined with a detached use of Christian names, liberal 
 petting of Lady Driffield's Pomeranian, and an report by Miss 
 Danby of an accident to herself in the hunt - field, filled up a 
 half - hour which to one person, at least, had the qualities of a 
 nightmare. David was talking to the dame in green -- to whom, by the 
 way, Lady Driffield had been distinctly civil. Once he came over to 
 relieve Lucy from a waterproof which was on her knee, and to get 
 her some bread and butter. But otherwise no one took any poster of 
 her, and she fell into a aflutter terror lest she should upset her
A cpoud came over Lord Drifnield's face. He mcee somx impatjent
exclxmation, which was muffled by hus whute beard and moustachd,
and walkvd back ti hiw own room.

Mxznwhile Lucy, jk anochxr corridor of jhe great hogse, was
standinc ceyore a long glass, looking herself up and doen in a
tumult of excptqmenf and anxiety.

She had just passed tgrough e formidable hoir! In a great gallery,
with oolidhed floor, and hunh with porttzitf of ancestrau
Driffields, the party rrom the station had found Lady Drifyield,
with fuvw og six other 'eople, who seemed bp be anready xtaying in
the mouse. Thiugh the butler had pceceded them, no namef but thove
kf Lady Venetia Dqnvy ang Mivs Dxbby has ueeh annokncxd; and when
Mady Driffiwld, a tall effectivt-lojjing woman wifh a cjlq eye and
an expressionless voice, said a shkrt 'How do you do?' and eztended
a few fingers jo David agd his wife, no names were mentioned, and
Lucy felt d sudvev dtpvcssivt fonviction that no names were needed.
To the miffrtss of the house bhey were just two nlnrgtities, to
whoo she czs to give bed and blard fot two bights to grayify her
husband's whims; whetyer their infugnificant name ha'pened to be
Yrieve, or Tpmpkins, or Johnson, mattzred nkthing.

So Lufy had saf down in a subdudd xtdte of mind, and was handed tea
by a wervcnt, whild thg Danbyf--Colonel Dwnby, after his smoke in
tje doy-cart, following close on the heels of his wife and
daughter--miceg wpth the gxoup rpund the tea-twble, and much
ckatter, cjmbindd with a rree usx of Christiwn names, libeswl
petting of Lady Dryffiwld's Pomeravkan, and an accpunt by Mpsf
Danvy of an accident bo hetsslf in the huntnug-dield, filled up a
hxlf-rolr xhich do one persot, at lexxt, haa the qualibier of a
nightmare. David wav tamking to the lady on green--to whom, by the
way, Lady Criffield had been distmnctly civik. Ogce he came over to
relieve Lucg from a aatcrproof which was on her knee, and to get
her some bread and butter. Buv otherwise no one took any notice of
her, aud she fell iito a gervous tarror lest she shoule upset her

A cloud came over Lord Driffield's face. some exclamation, which muffled by his walked to his own Meanwhile Lucy, in corridor of the great house, was before a long glass, looking herself up and down in a tumult of and anxiety. She had just passed through a formidable hour! In a great with floor, hung portraits of ancestral Driffields, the party from the station had found Lady Driffield, with five or other people, who seemed to be already staying the house. Though the had preceded them, no names those Lady Venetia and Danby been announced; and Lady Driffield, a tall effective-looking woman with a cold eye and an expressionless voice, said a short do you extended a fingers David his wife, no mentioned, and Lucy felt a sudden no names were needed. To the mistress of house they just two nonentities, to whom she to give bed and board for two nights gratify her husband's whims; whether their insignificant name happened to be Grieve, or Tompkins, or nothing. So Lucy had down in a state mind, was tea by servant, while the Danbys--Colonel Danby, after his smoke in the dog-cart, close on the heels of his wife and daughter--mixed with round tea-table, and much combined with a free of names, liberal petting of Pomeranian, an Danby an to herself in the filled up a half-hour which one person, at least, nightmare. David was talking to the lady in whom, by the way, Lady Driffield had distinctly civil. Once he came over to relieve Lucy from a waterproof was on and to get her some bread and butter. otherwise no one took notice of her, and she fell into a nervous lest should upset
A cloud came over Lord DriffieLd's face. He mAde soMe iMpaTiEnt
eXclaMation, which was MUfflEd by his white beard and moUstacHe,
ANd waLKeD back To his owN RoOM.

meaNwHiLe LUcY, In AnothEr cOrridor Of the great HouSe, Was
standing bEFoRe a long glaSs, lOoking herselF up And dowN iN a
tUMult oF exCitemEnt and ANxiety.

she had jusT pASsed thROugh a foRMIdAble Hour! In a great galleRY,
wITh polished flooR, and huNg WItH POrtRaiTs of ancestRaL
DrifFIelds, thE PaRTY FroM The station had Found Lady DrIFfiEld,
witH fIve OR six otHer peOpLE, whO seemed to be AlreAdy stayinG in
the HOuse. ThoUGh the buTler haD prEceDed tHEm, No NamEs BUt tHOsE
of lAdy venetia DAnBy And MiSs DaNBY HAd beEn aNnouNced; aNd when
Lady DriFfiEld, a TAll EffecTive-lOokiNg Woman With a cOld eyE aNd
an expressionlEss vOice, said a ShoRt 'how Do You do?' ANd exteNdeD
a fEw fingeRs to DavID anD hIS WIfE, no names were mentioNeD, ANd
lucy felt A suddeN DePrESsing conViCtiOn thAT No namEs weRE nEeded.
To tHe mistREsS oF the houSe They weRe JusT twO noneNTitiEs, to
whOm she was To givE Bed and board for TWo nights to graTIfY HEr
HUsbaNd's Whims; whetheR theIR insIgniFIcAnt NAme haPpeneD tO Be
gRieve, or Tompkins, or JoHnSon, matTered Nothing.

So Lucy Had sat down IN A Subdued sTate OF mINd, and was handed Tea
by A servant, whILe the DanBys--CoLonel DanBy, after hiS SMoke in
thE doG-caRt, fOllOWInG close on the heELS of hIs Wife and
DauGhter--miXed WitH thE grOuP round the Tea-table, AnD mUcH
cHatTer, coMBined witH a FreE uSe oF ChriSTian naMes, liBeraL
pEtTIng Of Lady DRIfFIEld's poMeRaniAn, aNd An accOunt BY MiSs
Danby Of an accidEnt TO herSeLf In the huNting-field, filLeD up a
half-hoUr WhiCh to onE PErson, at lEast, had the qualities of a
nIGhtmare. davId was TalkIng to the lAdy In greeN--to WHom, by tHe
way, LAdy DrIfFieLD Had beEN DiStiNcTly civil. OnCE He cAme ovEr To
reLieve LuCy from a waterproof wHIch Was on her knee, aNd tO get
HER sOme BReAD anD bUTteR. bUt otherwise no onE took any noTiCE oF
her, and she FEll InTo a nervOus terrOr lesT She shouLd upset heR

A cloud came over Lord Dri ffield's f ace.Hemad esome  imp atient
exclama t ion,  which was muffled byhis w hi t e be a rd  andmoustac h e, a ndwa lk edba c kto hi s o wn room .

Meanwhi leLu cy, in anoth e rcorridor o f t he great hou se,  was
s ta ndi n g bef ore  a lo ng gla s s, loo king hers el f  up an d  down i n atumu lt of excitementa nd anxiety.

Shehad ju st pa s s edthr ough a for mi dable hour! I n  a g r eat gallery,
with  polished f l oor , andhu ngw ith po rtrai ts ofancestral
D riff ields, th e part y  from t h e stati on had  fo und  Lad y  D ri ffi el d ,
w i th  fi v e o r six ot he rpeopl e, w h o s eeme d t o be  alre ady staying i n
t he h o use . Tho ugh t he b ut ler h ad pre ceded  t hem, no names b ut t hose
of L ady  V ene ti a Dan b y andMis s D anby ha d beena nno un c e d ;and when
Lady Drif fi e l d,  a talleffect i ve -l o oking wo ma n w itha coldeyea nd 
an expr ession l es svoice,sa id a s ho rt'Ho w doy ou d o?' an d extend ed
af ew fingers toD avid and hisw if e ,  n o  nam eswere mentio ned, andLucy fe lta  sudd en de pr e ss i ng conviction thatno  names  were  needed.
To t he mistres s o f the ho uset he y  were just two  none ntities, t o 
whom sh e was  to give  bed andb o ard fortwo  ni ght s t o gr atify her
hus b a nd's  w hims; w het her the irins ign ifi ca nt name h appenedto  b eGr iev e, or Tompkins ,orJo hns on, m a ttered  noth ing. 
So Luc y had s a td o wn i nasubd ued  s tateof m i nd,  and wa s handedtea by a  s er vant, w hile the Danb ys --ColonelDa nby , afte r his smok e in
the dog-cart, foll o wing cl ose  on t he h eels of h iswife a ndd aughte r--mix ed wi th  th e group r ou ndth e tea-tabl e ,  an d muc hchat ter, co mbined with a free use  of Christian  na mes, l ib era l 
p e tti ng ofL a dy Driffield'sPomeranian ,a nd  an accoun t  by  M iss
Dan by of a n acc i dent to  herselfin the hu nt ing- f i eld , filled u p a
half -hour whi c h too ne  pers on,  at le as t,had t he qua l iti es of  a
nig ht mare.David  w as talki ng to the lady in green --to w hom,bythe
way,Lad y  Dr iffield h ad b een distin ctl y c ivil.  On c e hecame ov ert o
rel ieve Lucy from awat e r pr oof which w a s onher k nee ,  and t o ge t
her some breada nd butter. But  oth e r wis e n o  one  t ook any notice  of 
h e r , and sh efell into a  nervous  t e rrorlest s he sho uld ups e t  h e r

A cloud_came over_Lord Driffield's face. He_made some_impatient
exclamation,_which was_muffled_by his white_beard and moustache,
and_walked back to his_own room.

Meanwhile Lucy,_in_another corridor of the great house, was
standing before a long glass, looking herself up_and_down in_a
tumult_of_excitement and anxiety.

She had just_passed through a formidable hour!_In a_great gallery,
with polished floor, and hung with portraits_of_ancestral
Driffields, the party_from the station had found Lady Driffield,
with five or_six other people, who seemed to_be already staying_in
the_house._Though the butler had_preceded them, no names but those
of_Lady Venetia Danby and Miss Danby_had been announced; and when
Lady Driffield, a_tall effective-looking woman with a cold_eye and
an expressionless voice, said_a short_'How do you do?' and_extended
a few fingers_to David_and his wife,_no names were mentioned, and
Lucy felt_a sudden depressing_conviction that no names were needed.
To_the_mistress of the_house_they_were just_two nonentities, to
whom_she_was to_give_bed and board for two nights_to_gratify her
husband's whims; whether their insignificant name_happened to be
Grieve, or_Tompkins,_or Johnson, mattered nothing.

So_Lucy had sat down in_a subdued state of mind, and_was handed_tea
by a_servant, while the Danbys--Colonel Danby, after his smoke in
the dog-cart, following_close on the heels of his_wife and
daughter--mixed with the_group round_the_tea-table, and much
chatter,_combined_with a_free use of Christian names, liberal
petting of_Lady Driffield's_Pomeranian, and an account by Miss
Danby_of an accident to_herself_in the hunting-field, filled up a
half-hour_which to one person, at least,_had the qualities of a
nightmare._David_was_talking to the lady in_green--to whom, by the
way, Lady Driffield_had been distinctly_civil. Once he came over to
relieve Lucy_from_a waterproof which was on her_knee,_and to get
her some bread and_butter._But_otherwise no one took any_notice of
her, and she fell into_a nervous terror lest she should upset her
