With you it must be sheer callousness.
You are in an evil way, Lady Caroom.

Do have another of these quails." "You are very rude," she answered, "and extremely unsympathetic.

But I will have another quail." "I do not Want to destroy your appetite, Mr.Brooks," Lady Sybil said, "but this is--if not a farewell feast, something like it." He looked at her with sudden interest.
"You are going away ?" he exclaimed.
"Very soon," she assented.

"We were so comfortable at Enton, and the hunting has been so good, that we cut out one of our visits.

Mamma developed a convenient attack of influenza.