the Sunday midday
What a little ninny he would have thought me ! '' She puzzled long over this deflection from her usual imperious course with men , but concluding that women having so many silly twists in their brains , it was useless to try to understand them all , dismissed the matter from her mind . `` How many politicians are coming this afternoon ? '' asked Mrs. Madison , at the Sunday midday dinner . Her voice indicated that all protest had not gone out of her . `` Senator Burleigh and Mr. Montgomery -- and Lady Mary . Not a formidable array . ''