midday
It was only that her fancy had dwelt on him so much . He was gone -- all the gentlemen were gone before the carriage , which came to fetch Molly on Thursday , reached Hamley Hall . But Molly was almost glad , she was so much afraid of being disappointed . Besides , she had her dear Mrs. Hamley the more to herself ; the quiet sit in the morning-room , talking poetry and romance ; the midday saunter into the garden , brilliant with autumnal flowers and glittering dew-drops on the gossamer webs that stretched from scarlet to blue , and thence to purple and yellow petals . As they were sitting at lunch , a strange man 's voice and step were heard in the hall ; the door was opened , and a young man came in , who could be no other than Osborne . He was beautiful and languid-looking , almost as frail in appearance as his mother , whom he strongly resembled . This seeming delicacy made him appear older than he was .