They had no other guests.

Things went on pretty smoothly till Good Friday.
On Good Friday afternoon, Isabel strolled out with little William Vane; Captain Levison joined them, and they never came in till nearly dinner-time, when the three entered together, Lady Mount Severn doing penance all the time, and nursing her rage against Isabel, for Mrs.
Levison kept her indoors.

There was barely time to dress for dinner, and Isabel went straight to her room.

Her dress was off, her dressing-gown on.

Marvel was busy with her hair, and William chattering at her knee, when the door was flung open, and my lady entered.
"Where have you been ?" demanded she, shaking with passion.