He stared at Elizabeth with his mouth open.
"Be quick, Jim.

Get your clothes and be back in time to wait on her ladyship at dinner," said Elizabeth.
James Hutchings came out of his stupor.
"Why, L-L-Lizzie, you must let me p-p-put up our b-b-banns tomorrow," he stammered.
"Be off!" said Elizabeth, stamping her foot.

"We can talk about that later." When she came from her bath Olivia sent Elizabeth to tell Holloway that she would dine with Mr.Flexen and Mr.Manley that evening.

She had a sudden desire to see more of Mr.Flexen, to weigh him as an antagonist.
Mr.Flexen was somewhat surprised to receive the information; then, considering the terms on which Olivia had been with her husband, he found her action natural enough.

After all, she was not a woman of the middle class, bound to make a pretence of grieving for a wholly unamiable bully.
Also, he was pleased: to dine with so charming a creature as Olivia would be pleasant and stimulating.