"Do you think papa would object to my making the tea?"
The Countess looked at her with a deliberately critical gaze and without answering her question. "My poor niece," she said, "is that your best frock?"
"Ah no," Pansy answered, "it＇s just a little toilette for common occasions."
"Do you call it a common occasion when I come to see you?—to say nothing of Madame Merle and the pretty lady yonder."
