You must try, Miss Harlowe.
And, dinner being ready just then, she offered her hand, and desired her
to walk down.
No; she would not stir out of her prison-room.
These sullen airs won't do, Miss Harlowe: indeed they won't.
She was silent.
You will have harder usage than any you have ever yet known, I can tell
you, if you come not into some humour to make matters up.
She was still silent.
Come, Miss, walk down to dinner. Let me entreat you, do. Miss Horton is
below: she was once your favourite.
She waited for an answer: but received none.
We came to make some proposals to you, for your good; though you
affronted us so lately. And we would not let Mrs. Sinclair come in
person, because we thought to oblige you.
This is indeed obliging.
Come, give me your hand. Miss Harlowe: you are obliged to me, I can tell
you that: and let us go down to Miss Horton.
Excuse me: I will not stir out of this room.
Would you have me and Miss Horton dine in this filthy bed-room?
It is not a bed-room to me. I have not been in bed; nor will, while I am
here.
And yet you care not, as I see, to leave the house.--And so, you won't go
down, Miss Harlowe?