I turned, and Miss Ingram darted forwards from her sofa: the others, too, looked up from their several occupations; for at the same time a crunching of wheels and a splashing tramp of horse-hoofs became audible on the wet gravel. A post-chaise was approaching.
Mi volsi. Bianca Ingram erasi alzata e tutte guardarono verso la finestra, perché in quel momento si udirono scricchiolare le ruote di una carrozza nel viale del castello, e accostarsi una sedia di posta.