'We are not going to remain here, since Miss Darrell is so anxious about our health.
Shall we come in, Miss Garston?
Perhaps it is a trifle chilly here.' And, seeing how the wind blew, and that Miss Darrell was determined to have her way in the matter, I acquiesced silently; but I was not a bit surprised to see Lady Betty stamp her little foot as she followed us.
Miss Darrell was lying back on a velvet lounge, and welcomed us with a provoking smile.
'I thought the threat of telling Giles would bring you in, Gladys,' she said, laughing.

'What a foolish child you are to be so reckless of your health! Every one knows Gladys is delicate,' she went on, turning to me; 'everything gives her cold.

Giles has been obliged to forbid her attending evening service this winter: you were terribly rebellious about it, were you not, my dear?
but of course Giles had his way.

No one in this house ventures to disobey him.' Miss Hamilton did not answer: she was standing looking into the fire, and her lips were set firmly as though nothing would make her unclose them.
'Oh, do sit down,' continued her cousin pettishly; 'it gives one such an uncomfortable feeling when a tall person stands like a statue before one.' And as Miss Hamilton quietly seated herself, she went on, 'Don't you think religious people are far more self-willed than worldly ones, Miss Garston?
I daresay you are self-willed yourself.

Gladys made as much fuss about giving up evening service as though her salvation depended on her going twice or three times a day.