“It looks, however, as if you were going to have all the accommodation
to yourself, for this stage at all events.”
He raised his hat; she bowed.
“I am grieved that I cannot have the pleasure--that I cannot offer to
accompany you, but I have my marching orders.…”
He raised his hat again.… The coach moved on out of the yard. Soon it
was lost in the mists.… The summer dawn was just breaking.