From 8-year old Hilda’s diary:

Grandmother is right. The thirteenth is an unlucky day. Some ladies came for tea, only it was coffee and I was also at the table. That was because they were not talking about anything interesting. If they do talk about anything interesting Grandmother always says, “Hilda Dear, I know you would rather take your tea upstairs at your own little tea table.” Sometimes I just hate grown-ups but I must tell what happened. One of the ladies spilled some marmalade on the table. I looked over at Grandmother to see if she would spill some of hers too but I guess she hadn’t noticed. So, I took a big spoonful of mine and put it on the table. Grandmother yelled the way she always does so of course I had to explain. I told just what I had learned in school, that Miss Hare taught us that when our guests have bad manners we must have bad manners too, just to make the guest feel comfortable. I said that Miss Hare learned that from Queen Victoria and I started to tell what a good woman Queen Victoria was and how much she loved Prince Albert but I couldn’t finish it because Grandmother sent me from the table. Later I had to come downstairs to apologize to the lady but I still don’t know why? Miss Hare really did tell us that story and Queen Victoria did pour her tea into the saucer. Maybe you should only copy the guests that pour their tea into the saucers, not the ones that spill marmalade.