Louisa smiled at him, softening almost instantly. "A commander? And just returned? We can certainly set a special rate then for you, sir. I always believe we should treat our service men with great kindness. After all, you brave your lives for us."
The door open and the maid entered with a small pot of tea, two dainty chin cups and a jug of milk balanced on a tray. She placed it on the table between them and back out the room quietly.
"How do you take your tea?" Louisa asked, reaching for the tea pot to pour for the both of them.