“Will you be seated, Mr. Temple,” said the lady. “Shall I give you some tea?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Corinthia poured out a cup of colored liquid, into which she poured about half a teaspoonful of milk and an extremely small portion of sugar.
“Excuse me, ma’am,” said Tom, “but I am not afraid of milk or sugar.”
“Really!” said the lady, not quite comprehending.
“I’ll put in the sugar and milk myself,” said Tom, and he deliberately poured out a part of his tea into the saucer, filling up with milk, and deposited two full spoonfuls of sugar in the same.
This was wasteful extravagance in the eyes of Mr. and Mrs. Middleton.
“I never knew any one use so much sugar and milk, Mr. Temple,” she said with asperity.
“You haven’t any objection, have you?” he asked coolly.
“Oh, of course not,” she answered bridling; “but it seems so singular.”