“But I don’t know that I can recollect.”
“Oh yes, you can. The effort to do so will do you good—wake you out of this stupid sleepiness. Take yesterday: what did you have for breakfast?”
“Yesterday? Well, I think they brought me a poached egg.”
“And a very good thing, too. What did you drink with it?”
“Tea. I always take tea.”
“Who makes it?”
“I do,” said madame, turning her head to Mr. Tamlyn with a meaning smile. “I take my own tea from the same tea-pot.”
“Good. What did you take after that, Lady Jenkins?”
“I dare say I had some beef-tea at eleven. Did I, Patty? I generally do have it.”
“Yes, dear Lady Jenkins; and delicious beef-tea it is, and it does you good. I should like Mr. Tamlyn to take a cup of it.”