Yes, Lorna, you _must_ come.

I simply shan't let you run away.

Mummie darling, this is Lorna.

We room together, you know." Lorna, dragged forward much against her will to be introduced, stood shy and blushing, but her heightened color and evident confusion added to her attraction, and several heads were turned to glance at her among the guests in that quarter of the room.

It was not until this occasion of the carnival that any one at the Villa Camellia had recognized Lorna as a budding beauty.
"You ought always to wear yellow," Peachy said to her afterwards.