She thought the girl had a high temper.

She had no wish to rouse her temper; she had never seen anything of it; she didn't wish to.
Perhaps Eliza would like to come down.

Then she asked her daughters again if they thought Eliza would come pleasantly.

Her remarks showed the track of her will as it veered round from refusal to assent, as bubbles in muddy water show the track of a diving insect.

Finally, because the young man had a strong will, and was quite decided as to what he thought best, the girls were sent to fetch Eliza.
Blue and Red ran out of the kitchen.