"This is disgraceful!" cried Mrs. Milo, appealing to Balcome.
"Oh, go home, mother!" entreated her son, ungratefully.
Sue added her plea. "Yes, let's all go. Because you're all speaking pretty loud, and our hostess is a lady of considerable curiosity. Come—let's return to the Rectory."
"Susan!" stormed Mrs. Milo. Then, more quietly, "Please think of your mother's wishes. Mr. Farvel and Mr. Balcome are right. Let us clear up this matter before we return."
Clare burst into a loud laugh. "Ha-a-a! Talk about curiosity!" she mocked. And went back to her chair.
Sue reddened under the taunt. "Well, I, for one, don't wish to know your private affairs," she declared. "So I'm going."
"Susan!—You may leave the room if you desire to do so. But you will remain within call."
"I'd rather go home, mother."
"You will obey me."
"Very well."