"If you laugh any more, Christina, I shall feel it my duty to throw cold water in your face. Mother told me to do so."
"Such advice comes from her interfering temper. That handsome fellow was right."
"Behave yourself, Christina. What is the matter with you?"
"It is the change, Isabel. To see lots of men in the hall, and that heavy black furniture and the poor beetles and butterflies, and the great men's pictures going away——"
"Can't you speak correctly? Are you sick?"
"I must be!"
"Go back to bed, and I will get mother to give you a sleeping powder."
"That will be better than cold water. If you could only have seen mother's face, Isabel, when that man told her not to interfere. As for him, he had a wink in his eyes, I know. I hope I shall never see him again. If I do——"
"I trust you will behave decently, as Christina Campbell ought to do."
"If he winks, I shall laugh. I know I shall."