Sit down here, dear, in this low chair by the table.

We will have a 'plate tea' and a drawing-room tea combined;" and Kitty dropped gladly into a pretty low chair beside the tea-table, which was drawn up to the fire, and Miss Hammond drew up her chair to the other side.
"Oh, what a grand thing tea is! I love it," she exclaimed with a sigh of pleasure.

It was said so girlishly and impulsively that Kitty laughed as she agreed.
"Pamela Peters has come," said Miss Hammond a moment later, "and I have asked her to tea too." Kitty felt just a little feeling of disappointment.

She did not want to meet any more strangers then; she was tired and shy, and she knew that her eyes were still swelled.

She wanted, too, to have Miss Hammond to herself--she was so sympathetic and understanding, and so bright and interesting.