The tea will be laid out for you in the commercial room in five minutes if so be Sabina has the kettle on the boil, and it's what I'm always telling her she ought to see to." "I don't want it set out in the commercial room," said Mr.Meldon, "nor yet in the drawing-room.

I want to take it in the kitchen along with Sabina." "Is it in the kitchen?
Sure that's no place for a gentleman like yourself to be taking his tea." "All the same it's there I mean to have it.

The fact is, I have a word or two to say to Sabina privately." Doyle opened a door at the end of the hall in which they stood, and shouted down a long passage: "Sabina, Sabina Gallagher! Are you listening to me?
Very well then.
Will you wet some tea in the silver teapot which you'll find beyond in--" "I'd prefer the brown one," said Meldon, "if it's all the same to you.
I hate the taste of plate-powder.

I don't think it's likely that Sabina has been wasting her time polishing your silver, but you never can tell what a girl like that would do." "In the brown teapot," shouted Doyle.

"And set out a cup and saucer on the kitchen table--" "Two cups," said Meldon.