'I see that.'
'It would be very terrible for me if he took it into his head not to like you.'
'If he took it into his head to forbid your having me here, you mean.'
'But even when you aren't polite he just laughs. Still, he's not a patient man.'
'Do you think you have to tell me that?'
'No, dear, only to remind you not to try him too far. For my sake, Vida, don't ever do that.'
She put out her yellow, parchment-like hand, and her sister closed hers over it an instant.
'Here's the hot milk,' said Vida. 'Now we'll have some more coffee.'
'Are you coming with me to-day?' Mrs. Fox-Moore asked quite cheerfully for her as the servant shut the door.