The Colonel is suffering with dyspepsia, and he does not wish us to be late." Dinah bit her lip.

"Oh, very well," she said somewhat shortly; and to Scott, "We had better go at once then." He led her away obediently.

They ascended the stairs together.
As they reached the top of the flight Dinah's indignation burst its bounds.

"Isn't it too bad?
Why should I go to bed just because the Colonel's got dyspepsia?
I don't believe it's that at all really.

It's Rose who can't bear to think that I am having as good a time--or Better--than she is." "May I say what I think ?" asked Scott politely.
She stopped, facing him.