He placed a chair for her close to Lucas.
"I guess we must ask you to do the honours, Miss Waring," the latter said.

"My mother must be with Lady Carfax." "Here's an opportunity for Miss Waring to display her charms!" gibed Nap.
"But doubtless Bertie has been initiated in the arts and wiles of tea-making long before this.

It's a bewitching performance, eh, Bertie ?" Bertie growled something unintelligible and turned his back.
"Give him plenty of sugar, Miss Waring," recommended Nap.

"He's remarkably guileless.

With a little patience and subtlety on your part he'll soon come and feed out of your hand.