"Then you can give Mrs. Marsham a seat in your carriage?"
"Impossible, Plantagenet. I thought I had told you that I had promised my cousin Jane."
"But you can take three."
"Indeed I can't,--unless you would like me to sit out with the coachman."
There was something in this,--a tone of loudness, a touch of what he called to himself vulgarity,--which made him very angry. So he turned away from her, and looked as black as a thundercloud.
"You must know, Plantagenet," she went on, "that it is impossible for three women dressed to go out in one carriage. I am sure you wouldn't like to see me afterwards if I had been one of them."

"Then you can give Mrs. Marsham a seat in your carriage?"
"Impossible, Plantagenet. I thought I had told you that I had promised my cousin Jane."
"But you can take three."
"Indeed I can't - unless you would like me to sit with the coachman."
There was a touch of what he called vulgarity in this which made him very angry. So he turned away from her, and looked as black as a thundercloud.
"You must know, Plantagenet," she went on, "that it is impossible for three women in evening dress to fit in one carriage."
