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"NOW you will sit down, and have some tea," Mrs. Effingham said to Dorothea. "Yes, here-by Emmeline-Miss Claughton, I mean. My dear, pray be kind," she whispered distressfully to the latter, bending close to pick up a fallen antimacassar. Mervyn, starting forward to forestall her, heard the small petition, and noted Emmeline's irresponsive gravity. "Too bad of Em! " he told himself, with a little twirl of his fair moustache, to hide the smile behind it.
Dorothea took the seat indicated, and Emmeline, turning towards her, made a distantly courteous remark upon the weather.