“Indeed! In what way?”
“He has danced with her three or four times, I believe. It looks rather marked.”
“So it does,” said Mrs. Leighton. “He is quite inconsiderate.”
“Oh, well, it is of no great consequence. She is quite stylish for a governess, and doubtless your nephew is taken with her.”
“That will not suit my views at all,” said Mrs. Leighton, coldly. “I shall speak to her to-morrow.”
“Pray don’t. It really is a matter of small consequence—quite natural, in fact.”
“Leave the matter with me. You have done quite right in mentioning it.”
At twelve o’clock the next day, when Florence had just completed her lessons with Carrie, Mrs. Leighton entered the room.
“Please remain a moment, Miss Linden,” she said. “I have a few words to say to you.”
Mrs. Leighton’s tone was cold and unfriendly, and Florence felt that something unpleasant was coming.