"There will be some coffee and music in the drawing-room in a few
minutes," Mrs. White said.
"Thanks, I'm not very fond of coffee," Anna answered, "and I hate
music. Good night."
Mrs. White gasped, and then stiffened. Miss Ellicot, who sang ballads,
and liked Brendon to turn over the pages for her, tossed her head.
Anna passed serenely out.