“How do you do?” she remarked, succinctly, and gave Dolly her hand.
That young person took it modestly.
“I believe I have had the pleasure—” she was beginning, when Miss MacDowlas interrupted her.
“You met me at the Bilberrys',” she said. “I remember seeing you very well. You are Dorothea Crewe.”
Dolly bowed in her most insinuatingly graceful manner.
“Take a seat,” said Miss MacDowlas.
Dolly did so at once.
Miss MacDowlas looked at her with the air of an elderly lady who was not displeased.
“I remember you very well,” she repeated. “You were governess there. Why did you leave?”
Dolly did not know very definitely, and told her so.