She was a Bainbridge, and you’ll hear her thank God for it frequently.

[Archibald Insoley and Henry Cobbett come in. Archibald is a pleasant, good-looking man of thirty-four, with a humorous way about him, and a kindly expression. He holds the family living of Kenyon-Fulton, but there is nothing in him of the sanctimoniousness of the cloth. Cobbett is an agreeable youth of four-and-twenty. They are followed by Claude Insoley.

Cobbett.

[Seeing Edith Lewis at the window.] Are you going out?

Edith.

We were—but we won’t.

Grace.

I’ve been preparing Miss Lewis for your mother’s arrival.

Edith.

I’m beginning to tremble in my shoes.