In the afternoon Lord and Lady Edward Eveleigh called on the Rigsbys. The Archdeaconess was full of civility. She was a pleasant, fine-looking woman, with grey hair, and very clear eyes. She spoke in a decided manner. She had ruled her house, her husband - almost the Archdeaconry - for many years. She had ruled society - at least clerical society - for a wide radius. This had given decision to her character and a determination to be obeyed which few were strong enough to stand against.
Miss Rigsby was seated on a sofa. She had expected the visit, and was prepared for it.