"Behave better here than you behaved in the carriage, or I shall take you away." If she found him in his present place--if she put her own clever construction on what she saw--her opinion would assuredly express itself in some way.

She was one of those women who can insult another woman (and safely disguise it) by an inquiring look.

For the girl's sake, Ovid instantly moved away from her to the seats at the back of the hall.
Mrs.Gallilee made a striking entrance--dressed to perfection; powdered and painted to perfection; leading her daughters, and followed by her governess.

The usher courteously indicated places near the platform.
Mrs.Galilee astonished him by a little lecture on acoustics, delivered with the sweetest condescension.

Her Christian humility smiled, and call the usher, Sir.