She went home quite satisfied with her purchases and determined, should Mrs. Greville hear of her extravagance, to brave it out. Besides, her mother-in-law was not coming to lunch so there was no need to tremble at the consequences of her morning's shopping. Luke would be quite oblivious as to whether they had boiled mutton or a dainty veal and ham pie. He never made any remark about his food; nor indeed, was he apparently conscious when his wife provided him with something specially nice for a treat.
It was at the early dinner that the bomb fell. "I have asked my mother to lunch to-morrow," said Luke.
"Oh Luke!" For the moment Rachel was off her guard and did not restrain the bitter disappointment that his news gave her. Then seeing a surprised look on her husband's face, she added quickly, "It is such a small room for four big people."
Luke laughed.
"Four big people! I don't think any of us answer to that description. Certainly you don't. I wish you did."
Rachel was too disappointed to be able to laugh.
"I had so hoped that you and I would have him to ourselves," she murmured.
"But it was only natural that we should ask my mother," said Luke. "And you need not worry about the food. She will send round something suitable."
"There will be plenty," said Rachel, a little stiffly.
Luke glanced across the table at his wife. He had never heard her speak in that tone of voice before. What could possibly have upset her, he wondered.