Just take out my bag, and tell the footman to put it in your room.

That will do for the present.

I shall sit down here and wait for Lady Dunstable.

I'm pretty tired." The thought of what the magnificent gentleman presiding over Lady Dunstable's hall would say to the unexpected irruption of Mrs.Meadows, and Mrs.Meadows's bag, upon the "fortified post" he controlled, was simply beyond expressing.

Meadows tried to face his wife with dignity.
"I think we'd better keep the taxi, Doris.