“We waited tea,” said Dinah.
“You did not come alone, daughter?” asked her father.
“No, sir. Dr. Towne brought me.”
“We are very hungry,” said Mr. Hammerton.
“We will talk over the book before chess, Gus, if you please. I have some packing to do, and I am very tired.”
“How is Sue?” inquired her mother.
“Very well.”
“Is she taking it hard?”
“Perhaps. I do not know what hard is.”
“Is her mourning all ready?”