I thought I told you so this morning.' 'I do not think Miss Garston will take cold, Etta, and it is very pleasant here'; but, though Miss Darrell retreated from the window, I think we all felt as much constrained as though she had joined us, for not a word could escape her ears if she chose to listen.
But this fact did not seem to daunt Lady Betty for long, for she soon began chattering volubly to us both.
'I am not so cross now as I was,' she said frankly.

'I am afraid I was very rude to Mr.Tudor at dinner; but what could I do when Etta was so impertinent?
No, she is not there, Gladys; she has gone out of the room, looking as cross as possible.

But what do you think she said to me ?' 'Never mind telling us what she said, dear,' returned Miss Hamilton soothingly.
'Oh, but I want to tell Miss Garston: she looks dreadfully curious, and I do not like her to think me cross for nothing.

I am not like that, am I, Gladys?
Well, just before we went in to dinner, she begged me in a whisper not to talk quite so much to Mr.Tudor as I had done last time.
Now, what do you want, Leah ?' pulling herself up rather abruptly.
'I have only brought you some shawls, Lady Betty, as Miss Darrell says the conservatory is so cold.

She has told Thornton to mention to his master when he takes in the coffee that Miss Gladys is sitting here, and she hopes he will forbid it.' 'You can take away the shawls, Leah,' returned Miss Hamilton quietly, but there was a scornful look on her pale face as she spoke.