She asked me to tea in the schoolroom, but you weren't there, and they said I should find you here, so I came to fetch you." He moved slowly across and stood before her, looking down into her tired eyes with an odd species of relentlessness in his own.
"It's an infernal shame that you should work so hard!" he said, with sudden resentment.

"You're looking fagged to death." Avery smiled a little.

"I like hard work," she said.
"Not such as this!" said Piers.

"It isn't fit for you.

Why can't the lazy hound do it himself ?" Her smile passed.