slipped into the vacant chair; then looking up in my face with a half sad, half playful smile, she whispered—
"You're so stern, Gilbert."
I handed down her tea with a slightly contemptuous smile, and said nothing, for I had nothing to say.
"What have I done to offend you?" said she, more plaintively. "I wish I knew."
"Come, take your tea Eliza, and don't be foolish," responded I, handing her the sugar and cream.
Just then, there arose a slight commotion on the other side of me, occasioned by Miss Wilson's coming to negotiate an exchange of seats with Rose.
"Will you be so good as to exchange places with me, Miss Markham?" said she, "for I don't like to sit by Mrs. Graham. If your mamma thinks proper to invite such persons to her house, she cannot object to her daughter's keeping company with them."
