"College, you mean, mother," corrected Christina. "Or perhaps she thought if she was dressed very fine, we would like her better. Dress does make a deal of difference. None of us like our cousins Kerr, because they dress so shabby."
"Speak for your own feelings, Christina. Your sister Isabel and I always treat the Kerr girls with respect."
"Respect is a gey cold welcome. I would not take it twice."
"I think you are forgetting yourself, Christina," said Isabel.
"She has been in bad company all afternoon, Isabel. What can you expect? I heard her tee-heeing and laughing with Dora, almost until dinner time."
And even as the old woman spoke, Robert entered and asked his sisters to come and spend the evening with Dora and himself. "Dora is going to sing," he said, "and it will be a great treat for you to hear her."
"Thank you, brother," said Isabel. "I prefer to stay with mother."
"Perhaps mother will also come."
"No, Robert, I do not care for worldly music, and if I did, Christina sings and plays very well."
"Robert, I shall be delighted to come," said Christina. "You know I love music."