"What is the programme?" asked Maud, catching Toney's enthusiasm.
"Uncle Evas, and any of us who like, will sit down to dinner here, then, when they are well started, we shall go to dine in the house, and hurry a little to begin the dancing here. Poor people do like having plenty of time to eat, so I think we can manage it all."
"When is Sir Evas to make his speech?"
"Just between their meat and pudding. It will help them to digest, and they do like to hear speeches, so I'm going to make one, and anybody else who feels moved. Won't you, Mr. Waycott?"
"But they are not my tenants, Toney."
"But they are your neighbours, and we ought to love our neighbour as ourself."
"I expect my people will be very jealous!" answered Lewis laughing.
"Then you can have a party of your own. I'll come and help you in return."
"That's a promise, but I don't know what Aunt Honoria would say!"
"Oh! My visitors are going to—— No, I won't tell you as you might let it out to Aunt Dove. Uncle Evas gave leave, but——"