"The servants shall have a good look round." "I would not worry about it," Lady Angela said, soothingly.

"It is easy to fancy things when one is not well." So they meant to treat me like a child.

I said nothing, but it was a long time before my limbs ceased to shake.

The tall servant reappeared with a huge luncheon basket--all manner of delicacies were emptied out upon my table.

Lady Angela was making something in a clip, Ray was undoing a gold-foiled bottle.