"Ethel!"
It was Miss Elvira that spoke. Like her brother, she did not raise her voice; neither did she much change its tone. But even so Miss Elvira managed to convey with it a significant something not to be overlooked. Mrs. Lloyd, who was just about to speak again, paused. However, after an inquiring look she began anew: "As I was saying——"
"One lump or two, Ethel?" Miss Elvira abruptly interrupted.
"What? Oh, why two, please. As I was saying——"
"Cream?" asked Miss Elvira.
"Please. As I said——"
"Hibberd, hand me the toast," Miss Elvira again interposed.
In mild wonder Hibberd said there was no toast—should he order some sent up? No, it was not worth while; Miss Elvira did not need it so much as that.
"Cream and sugar, Barbara?" she inquired.