"I was sorry to hear," said Dora, quite naturally, "that he had not
passed his examination."
Mrs. Agar glanced at her cunningly; she was always looking for second
meanings in the most innocent remarks, hardly guilty of an original
meaning.
At this moment the door leading through a smaller library into the
dining-room opened and Arthur came quietly in. He changed colour and
hesitated, but only for a moment. Then he remembered that before all
things a gentleman must be a gentleman. He came forward and held out his
hand.
"How do you do?" he said, and for a moment he was quite dignified. "I am
glad to see you here with mother. I did not know that I was going to
interrupt a _tete-a-tete_, tea. No tea, thanks, mother; no."
"Have you brought the things I wanted? You are earlier than I expected,"
blurted out the lady of the house unskillfully.
"Yes, I have brought them."
"I must go and see if they are right," said Mrs. Agar, rising, and before
he could stop her she passed out of the door by which he had entered.
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