Explore "That Lass o' Lowrie's" by Frances Hodgson Burnett on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
As Joan turned the corner of a lane leading to the high road, she found herself awkwardly trying to pass a man who confronted her -- a young fellow far too elegant and well-dressed to be a Rigganite.
"Beg pardon! " he said abruptly, as if he were not in the best of humors. And then she recognized him.