"What did he say?"
"He said he'd come around."
"How did he appear?"
"He looked a little nervous," said Godfrey, speaking not according to facts, but according to his wishes.
"I thought so," said Mrs. Preston, with a look of satisfaction. "He will find that he has made a mistake in treating you so outrageously."
"Give it to him right and left, mother," said Godfrey, with more force than elegance.
"You might express yourself more properly, my son," said Mrs. Preston. "I shall endeavor to impress upon his mind the impropriety of his conduct."
At half-past seven, Mr. Stone rang the bell at Mrs. Preston's door, and was ushered in without delay.
"Good-evening, Mrs. Preston," he said, bowing. "Your son brought me a note this afternoon, requesting me to call. I have complied with your request."
"Be seated, Mr. Stone," said the lady frigidly, not offering her hand.