"Upstairs?"
"Yes."
"Why do you not take your tea? Have you had some already?"
"No." Lettice put out her hand, and then found the cup held to her lips.
"Stay; this is too cold to do you any good. Have you none hotter, Theodosia?"
"If Lettice chooses to dawdle upstairs, she must take the consequences!"
"There may be reasonable excuse for delay. Has anything happened to upset her?"
"How should I know! She has had a letter from the Valentines."
Dr. Bryant rang the bell and ordered fresh tea. Then he returned to Lettice.
"From the Valentines? About your visit? Any disappointment?"