"I hope you will be careful to keep them out.
He always has such a lot of secrets, and I know that he hates to have people prying round." Virginia felt that she had never received a more embarrassing visitor.
"Would you mind, Stella," she said, "coming into the drawing-room with me?
This room is supposed to be locked up.

You knew the catch in the door, of course, or you could not have come in." "Yes! I know the catch," Stella answered, "and, my dear child, you must forgive my saying so, but I have lived here for some years, and it is still home to me.

You, on the other hand, have been here a few weeks.

I know you don't mean anything unkind, but just because I have quarrelled a little with my father, you must not tell me which rooms I may enter, and which I may not.

I am going to stay here for half an hour, and write some letters." "You can write them in any other room in the house," Virginia declared, "but not here.