I am very sorry I came in.

Good-evening." "Good-evening, Mrs.Philbrick," in the same slow and stony syllables, came from Mrs.White's lips, and she turned her head away immediately.
Stephen, with his face crimson with mortification, followed Mercy to the door.

In a low voice, he said, "I hope you will be able to make allowances for my mother's manner.

It is all my fault.

I know that she can never bear to have me late at meals, and I ought never to allow myself to forget the hour.