Mamma was only saying how handsome she looked." Here Malcolm coughed rather loudly, but no one took any notice.
"Handsome is as handsome does," returned Tina, in rather a vixenish tone.

"I hope you noticed, Nora, that I was never allowed to have Mr.
Carlyon for a partner.

Talk of Queen Elizabeth indeed--we have Queen Elizabeth the second at Staplegrove.

If one spoke to the poor man it was 'hands off--don't poach on my preserves,' just as though she thought him her own property, which he is not, and never will be." "Really, Tina, you are too bad; you ought not to say such things of our dear Miss Elizabeth.

You had Mr.Herrick for your partner." "Oh, he is a town prig," began Tina recklessly; but here Malcolm, who had cleared his voice in vain, now began to whistle with such unmistakable purpose that a dead silence ensued.
"What a spiteful little toad!" thought Malcolm, who cared nothing for fluffy hair and curling eyelashes if a shrewish tongue accompanied them.
He thought both the girls avoided him in rather a guilty fashion when he passed them on the terrace; and he was inwardly disgusted when, most of the guests having taken their leave, and supper being announced, Elizabeth asked him to take Miss Tina Ross into the dining-room; Nora followed with Mr.Carlyon, but the width of the table separated him.
Malcolm paid the young lady proper attention; that is to say, he kept her plate supplied with good things, but otherwise he took very little notice of her, and talked to gentle-looking Mrs.Brent, who was on his other side.
But Tina was not used to being ignored, and by this time she had made up her mind that Malcolm could only have heard a fragment of their talk in the woodlands, so she addressed him pointedly, and obliged him to break off something he was saying to the elder lady.
"So you dined at the vicarage on Saturday, I hear.