She did not answer.
“You don’t mind?”
Still she did not answer.
“Do you?” he asked.
“You know whether I mind or not.”
“I don’t see why you should. I have plenty of meals there.”
“You do.”
“Then why do you begrudge them tea?”
“I begrudge whom tea?”
“What are you so horrid for?”
“Oh, say no more! You’ve asked her to tea, it’s quite sufficient. She’ll come.”
He was very angry with his mother. He knew it was merely Miriam she objected to. He flung off his boots and went to bed.