Edith re-entered the drawing-room. Mr. Henry Lennox was there, cutting open the pages of a new Review. Without lifting his head, he said, "If you don't like Sholto to be so long absent from you, Edith, I hope you will let me go down to Milton, and give what assistance I can."
"Oh, thank you," said Edith, "I dare say old Mr. Bell will do everything he can, and more help may not be needed. Only one does not look for much savoir-faire from a resident Fellow. Dear, darling Margaret; won't it be nice to have her here, again? You were both great allies, years ago."
"Were we?" asked he indifferently, with an appearance of being interested in a passage in the Review.

Edith re-entered the drawing-room, where Mr. Henry Lennox was. Without lifting his head, he said, 'If you don't like Cosmo to be so long absent from you, Edith, I hope you will let me go down to Milton, and give what assistance I can.'
'Thank you,' said Edith. 'Dear Margaret! won't it be nice to have her here again? You were both great allies, years ago.'
'Were we?' asked he, indifferently.
