The servant left the room, but soon returned, saying that Mistress Dorothy wanted no supper.
"Tell her to come to the table whether she wants supper or not. Tell her I will put a stop to her moping about the place like a surly vixen," growled Sir George.
"Don't send such a message by a servant," pleaded Lady Crawford.
"Then take it to her yourself, Dorothy," exclaimed her brother.
Dorothy returned with her aunt and meekly took her place at the table.
"I will have none of your moping and pouting," said Sir George, as Dorothy was taking her chair.
The girl made no reply, but she did not eat.
"Eat your supper," her father commanded. "I tell you I will have no—"
"You would not have me eat if I am not hungry, would you, father?" she asked softly.
"I'd have you hungry, you perverse wench."