You might take my coat, please." She stood up, and the heavy fur coat slipped easily away from her slim, elegant little body.
"Shall I light up, your ladyship ?" Mills enquired.
"You might light a lamp," Philippa directed, "but don't draw the blinds until lighting-up time.

After the noise of London," she went on, turning to Helen, "I always think that the faint sound of the sea is so restful." The man moved noiselessly about the room and returned once more to his mistress.
"We should be glad to hear, your ladyship," he said, "if there is any news of Major Felstead ?" Philippa shook her head.
"None at all, I am sorry to say, Mills! Still, we must hope for the best.

I dare say that some of these camps are not so bad as we imagine." "We must hope not, your ladyship," was the somewhat dismal reply.

"Shall I fasten the windows ?" "You can leave them until you draw the blinds, Mills," Philippa directed.

"I am not at home, if any one should call.