[Dorian nods at Hattie, throwing her a bright smile. Ladies were so fragile.]

Certainly, sweeting. Please excuse me for a moment.

[He crosses the room to a small chest with bedding in it. He pulls out an old quilt he found when he was getting bedding together. He speaks to Ella as he moves.]

There's no need for that. We've got plenty of time. I'd be delighted to do your lesson as scheduled, unless you have other plans.