But now she seemed to shake off some dreamy silliness, and caught hold of Dora by the shoulder.
'No, dear, no,' she said, 'it's all right, and you must have some tea--we'll have it on the lawn.

John, don't tease them any more.
Albert's uncle is the gentleman I told you about.

And, my dear children, this is my brother that I haven't seen for three years.' 'Then he's a long-lost too,' said H.O.
The lady said 'Not now' and smiled at him.
And the rest of us were dumb with confounding emotions.

Oswald was particularly dumb.

He might have known it was her brother, because in rotten grown-up books if a girl kisses a man in a shrubbery that is not the man you think she's in love with; it always turns out to be a brother, though generally the disgrace of the family and not a respectable chaplain from Calcutta.
The lady now turned to her reverend and surprising brother and said, 'John, go and tell them we'll have tea on the lawn.' When he was gone she stood quite still a minute.