“ Edgar and Miriam are coming to tea to-morrow.”
She did not answer.
“ You don’t mind?”
Still she did not answer.
“ Do you?” he asked.
“ You know whether I mind or not.”
“ I don’t see why you should. I have plenty of meals there.”
“ You do.”
“ Then why do you begrudge them tea?”
“ I begrudge whom tea?”
“ What are you so horrid for?”
“ Oh, say no more! You’ve asked her to tea, it’s quite sufficient. She’ll come.”
He was very angry with his mother. He knew it was merely Miriam she objected to. He flung off his boots and went to bed.
Paul went to meet his friends the next afternoon. He was glad to see them coming. They arrived home at about four o’clock. Everywhere was clean and still for Sunday afternoon. Mrs. Morel sat in her black dress and black apron. She rose to m
