I hastened back to Horton Lodge, where, having entered the schoolroom, I found the tea-table all in confusion, the tray flooded with slops, and Miss Matilda in a most ferocious humour.
'Miss Grey, whatever have you been about?
I've had tea half an hour ago, and had to make it myself, and drink it all alone! I wish you would come in sooner!' 'I've been to see Nancy Brown.

I thought you would not be back from your ride.' 'How could I ride in the rain, I should like to know.

That damned pelting shower was vexatious enough--coming on when I was just in full swing: and then to come and find nobody in to tea! and you know I can't make the tea as I like it.' 'I didn't think of the shower,' replied I (and, indeed, the thought of its driving her home had never entered my head).
'No, of course; you were under shelter yourself, and you never thought of other people.' I bore her coarse reproaches with astonishing equanimity, even with cheerfulness; for I was sensible that I had done more good to Nancy Brown than harm to her: and perhaps some other thoughts assisted to keep up my spirits, and impart a relish to the cup of cold, overdrawn tea, and a charm to the otherwise unsightly table; and--I had almost said--to Miss Matilda's unamiable face.

But she soon betook herself to the stables, and left me to the quiet enjoyment of my solitary meal..