Men and Masters
“Well, Stephen,” said Bounderby, in his windy manner, “what’s this I hear? What have these pests of the earth been doing to you ? Come in, and speak up.”
It was into the drawing-room that he was thus bidden. A tea-table was set out; and Mr. Bounderby’s young wife, and her brother, and a great gentleman from London, were present. To whom Stephen made his obeisance, closing the door and standing near it, with his hat in his hand.