'Do you mind ?' 'Certainly not,' said Desmond, sitting on the floor with his hands round his knees.

'What's it about ?' And he gave Pamela's right foot a nudge with his left by way of conveying to her that he thought her behaviour ungracious.

Pamela hurriedly murmured, 'Delighted.' 'I want to tell you about the servants,' said Elizabeth.

'I can't do anything unless you help me.' 'Help you in what ?' said Desmond, wondering.
'Well, you know, it's simply scandalous what you're all eating in this house!' exclaimed Elizabeth, with sudden energy.

'You ought to be fined.' She frowned, and her fair Dutch complexion became a bright pink.
'It's quite true,' said Pamela, startled.