"Perhaps you'll have a bit of bread-and-butter later," said Maggie blandly.
He shook his head.
"How is she?"
"Worse," said Maggie. "But she's slept."
"Who's up with her now? Minnie?"
"No. Clara."
"Oh! She's come?"
"She came at seven."
Edwin was drinking the divine tea. After a few gulps he told Maggie briefly about Tertius Ingpen, saying that he had had to go "on business" for Ingpen to Hanbridge.
"Are you all right for the present?" she asked after a few moments.