Let the old hayseed sleep.

You and I can have a meal in peace.
Heavens! you don't care for another experience like last night's, do you ?" "Edwards," said Caroline, "you may knock at Captain Warren's door and tell him breakfast is served." "Yes," commanded Stephen, "and tell him not to hurry on our account.
Come, Caro, come! You're not pining for his society.

Well, wait then! _I_ won't!" He marched angrily out of the room.

His sister hesitated, her wish to follow complicated by a feeling of duty to a guest, no matter how unwelcome.

The butler reappeared, looking puzzled.
"He's not there, miss ?" he said.
"Not there?
Not in his room ?" "No, Miss Caroline.