Miss Ryder bowed.
"This is Miss Carewe, one of our teachers," she said, waving both Belinda and the visitor toward seats.
Mr. Satterly declined the seat.
"I've come to ask you if you know how your pupils are scandalizing the neighborhood," he said abruptly.
Belinda jumped perceptibly. Miss Ryder's lips straightened slightly, very slightly, but she showed no other sign of emotion.
"I am not aware of any misconduct on the part of the young ladies." Her manner was the perfection of courteous dignity. Belinda mentally applauded.
"It's scandalous, madam, scandalous," sputtered the old gentleman, growing more excited with every second.
"'It's scandalous, madam'"