“Oh, no⁠—no!” implored Diana. “Indeed, you must do no such thing, Auntie! He has said nought that I could possibly be offended at⁠—’tis but his manner , and the⁠—and the way he looked at me. Indeed, indeed, you must not!”

“Tut, child! Of course I shall say nought. But it makes me so monstrous angry to think of my poor lamb being tormented by such as he that I declare I could tear his eyes out! Yes, my dear, I could! Thank goodness we are leaving Bath next week!”

“Yes,” sighed Diana. “I cannot help being glad, though Madam Thompson is very amiable! ’Tis so very different when there is no man with one!”

“You are quite right, my love. We should have insisted on your father’s staying with us instead of allowing him to fly back to his fusty, musty old volumes. I shall not be so foolish another time, I can assure you. But we need not go to the Assembly Rooms again.”