Lady Harman could only parry with doubts of her ability.
“You ought to go on, Ella,” said Miss Sawbridge suddenly, speaking for the first time and in a manner richly suggestive of great principles at stake.
“Ella,” thought the curious mind of Mr. Brumley. “And is that Eleanor now or Ellen or—is there any other name that gives one Ella? Simply Ella?”
“But what should I have to do?” fenced Lady Harman, resisting but obviously attracted.
Lady Beach-Mandarin invented a lengthy paraphrase for prompt acquiescences.
“I shall be chairwoman,” she crowned it with. “I can so easily see you through as they say.”
“Ella doesn’t go out half enough,” said Miss Sawbridge suddenly to Miss Sharsper, who was regarding her with furtive intensity—as if she was surreptitiously counting her features.
Miss Sharsper caught in mid observation started and collected her mind. “One ought to go out,” she said. “Certainly.”
“And independently,” said Miss Sawbridge, with meaning.
“Oh independently!” assented Miss Sharsper. It was evident she would now have to watch her chance and begin counting all over again from the beginning.