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"What's that?" she whispered.
"Mis'ess yawning."
"Why should she yawn?"
"Oh, because she's been used to such wonderfully good life, and
finds it dull here. She'll soon be off again on account of it."
"So rich and so powerful, and yet to yawn!" the girl murmured.
"Then things don't fay with she any more than with we!"
Marty now alighted; the lamp again shone upon her, and as the
carriage rolled on, a soft voice said to her from the interior,
"Good-night."
"Good-night, ma'am," said Marty. But she had not been able to see
the woman who began so greatly to interest her--the second person
of her own sex who had operated strongly on her mind that day.

CHAPTER VI.

Meanwhile, Winterborne and Grace Melbury had also undergone their
little experiences of the same homeward journey.
As he drove off with her out of the town the glances of people
fell upon them, the younger thinking that Mr. Winterborne was in a
pleasant place, and wondering in what relation he stood towards
her.


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