"They had had a hard day, and it was not the first time Grenfell had done them out of their supper." "Still, he had spoiled your supper, too," said Ida.

"If you couldn't blame them, why did you interfere ?" It was rather a difficult question.

Weston could not very well tell her, even had he quite realized it, that there was in him a vein of rudimentary chivalry that had been carefully fostered by his mother.
The males of the Weston line had clung to traditions, but they had for the most part been those of the Georgian days, when very little refinement of sentiment was expected from the country gentleman.

The traditions Agnes Weston had held by, however, went back to an earlier age.

She had been High Church and imaginative, a woman of impracticable as well as somewhat uncomfortable ideals, and finding her husband proof against them she had done what she could with her son.