But it was Stacy who said "No" in a way that put any further questioning at an end, and Barker was grateful and for the moment disloyal to his Kitty.
It was with delight that Mrs.Barker had seen that the attention of the next table was directed to them, and that even Mrs.Horncastle had glanced from time to time at Stacy.

But she was not prepared for the evident equal effect that Mrs.Horncastle had created upon Stacy.

His cold face warmed, his critical eye softened; he asked her name.

Mrs.
Barker was voluble, prejudiced, and, it seemed, misinformed.
"I know it all," said Stacy, with didactic emphasis.

"Her husband was as bad as they make them.