"But do you travel without any baggage?"
"Not quite," said Lois demurely. "We generally send that on ahead, except what will go in small satchels slung over the shoulder."
"And take what you can find at the little inns?"
"O yes; and fare very well."
"I like to be comfortable!" sighed the other lady. "Try that wine, and see how much better it is."
"Thank you, no; I prefer the coffee."
"No use to ask her to take wine," growled Tom. "I know she won't. She never would. She has principles. Offer it to Mr. Dillwyn."
"You do me the honour to suppose me without principles," said Philip dryly.
"I don't suppose you hold her principles," said Tom, indicating Lois rather awkwardly by the pronoun rather than in any more definite way. "You never used."
"Quite true; I never used. But I do it now."