"There she is," said Mrs. Aylmer the less, as she might truly be called, "there she is, Flo.  She's grown stouter than ever, she promises to be a very large woman in her old age; and what a pompous way she does walk!  I do declare--well, that beats everything--she is walking to the hotel, not even taking a carriage.  That's just like Susan.  Come, Flo, we'll go toward and speak to her; there's no good in having relations and keeping one's self in the background.  Follow me, my dear, and pull yourself up and look as nice as you can.  Everything depends on your aunt's first impression of you.  Just push your hat straight--there, that's better; now come along."