"Yes, you can bring the Jenkinses and the boys, and Mr.Jones.I really must hurry home now." She reached the Gray House, found her mother nodding, as usual, in her great easy-chair, and told her what she had done.
"I met the Bertrams on the water, and had lunch with them, and they are coming to tennis to-night, and to supper afterwards, mother," she said.
Mrs.Meadowsweet always approved of her daughter's doings.

She approved now, nodding her kind old head, and raising her face with a smile.
"Quite right, Trixie," she said.

"How many Bertrams are there?
Is Mrs.
Bertram coming?
If so, I had better put on my cap with the Honiton lace." "Mrs.Bertram is not coming, mother, but you must put on your best cap all the same.

Mrs.Bertram is from home.

It was the girls I met this morning--the girls, and their brother, Captain Bertram." "Oh, well, child, if they are all young folk the cap with Maltese lace will do.