Mrs. Ellmother rose. “Shall I say you can’t see anybody?” she asked, before leaving the room.
“Yes! yes!”
Emily heard the door opened—heard low voices in the passage. There was a momentary interval. Then, Mrs. Ellmother returned. She said nothing. Emily spoke to her.
“Is it a visitor?”
“Yes.”
“Have you said I can’t see anybody?”
“I couldn’t say it.”
“Why not?”
“Don’t be hard on him, my dear. It’s Mr. Alban Morris.”