"How can I help being so?
It is too much! You should have had more consideration." But, talking was of no use.

Mr.Jones was in the parlor, and had come to take a family dinner with us.

So, nothing was left but to put a good face on the matter; or, at least, to try and do so.
"Dinner's on the table now," said I."All is there that we can have to-day.

So just invite your friend to the dining room, where you will find me." So saying, I took a little fellow by the hand, who always eat with us, and led him away, feeling, as my lady readers will very naturally suppose, in not the most amiable humor in the world.

I had just got the child, who was pretty hungry, seated in his high chair, when my husband and his guest made their appearance; and I was introduced.
Sorry am I to chronicle the fact--but truth compels me to make a faithful record--that my reception of the stranger was by no means gracious.