Let's hand them all over to her!" Lady Barnes's lips trembled with indignation.

"The Trescoes who were born and died in this house, belong here!" The tone of the words showed the stab to feeling and self-love.

"It would be a sacrilege to move them." "Well then, let's move ourselves!" exclaimed Daphne, springing up.

"We can let this house again, can't we, Roger ?" "We can, I suppose," said Roger, munching his bread and butter; "but we're not going to." He raised his head and looked quietly at her.
"I think we'd better!" The tone was imperious.

Daphne, with her thin arms and hands locked behind her, paused beside her husband.
Dr.Lelius, stealthily raising his eyes, observed the two.