It seems to me they never even make an attempt to be respectable." She looked round the cosy room and thought how pleasant it would have been if she and her sister had been sitting down to tea as usual, with no need to think of topics.

It had been all very well to tell their obviously surprised friends where they were going for tea, but when it came to the point she would infinitely have preferred to stay at home.
"She'll not likely have any notion of a proper tea," Miss Watson said.
"Scraps of thin bread and butter, mebbe, and a cake, so don't you look disappointed Teenie, though I know you like your tea.

Just toy with it, you know." "No, I don't know," said Miss Teenie crossly.

"I never 'toyed' with my tea yet, and I'm not going to begin.

It'll likely be China tea anyway, and I'd as soon drink dish-water." Miss Watson looked bitterly at her sister.
"You'll never rise in the world, Teenie, if you can't _give_ up a little comfort for the sake of refinement Fancy making a fuss about China tea when it's handed to you by an earl's granddaughter." Miss Teenie made no reply to this except to burst--as was a habit of hers--into a series of violent sneezes, at which her sister's wrath broke out.
"That's the most uncivilised sneeze I ever heard.