"She supposes we have family affairs to speak about, I dare say. She is very modest. It is a fine quality in a young woman. And scarcer," says Mrs. Rouncewell, expanding her stomacher to its utmost limits, "than it formerly was!"
The young man inclines his head in acknowledgment of the precepts of experience. Mrs. Rouncewell listens.
"Wheels!" says she. They have long been audible to the younger ears of her companion. "What wheels on such a day as this, for gracious sake?"

"She supposes we have family affairs to speak about, I dare say. She is very modest - a fine quality in a young woman. And scarcer than it formerly was!" Then Mrs. Rouncewell listens. "Wheels!" says she. "What wheels on such a day as this, for gracious sake?"
