"I hope not," said Miss Molyneux vaguely.
"Miss Stackpole takes notes," Ralph soothingly explained. "She＇s a great satirist; she sees through us all and she works us up."
"Well, I must say I never have had such a collection of bad material!" Henrietta declared, looking from Isabel to Lord Warburton and from this nobleman to his sister and to Ralph. "There＇s something the matter with you all; you＇re as dismal as if you had got a bad cable."