"Don't bother about me," Angus said.
"I'm not. Come along and eat."
He followed her into the dining room where the table was spread with a substantial cold meal. She sat down with him.
"Now, see here," he said, "this is not right. I'm taking you away from your guests—"
"You're one of them," she laughed.
"An unbidden one."
"But a very welcome one. Don't be silly."
Angus ate and drank, and the food and hot coffee warmed him through.
"And now," said Kathleen, "we'll join the festive throng."
But Angus balked. He was not dressed for such things. He preferred to stay out in the kitchen.