“I would try in every way to do as you required. I understand I am to look after cats.”
“Where?”
“Here.”
“Abandon that impression. I have not said so.”
“No, I mean if you engage me.”
“Again you say one thing and mean another. I am suspicious. It is a habit.”
“Oh, indeed it is not.”
“Then if a recreation, a recreation to which you are devoted. You romp in it. Twice within a minute you have gambolled.”
My Mary blinked tears. Since rising that morning, her nerves had been upon the stretch against this interview. She had schooled herself against all possibilities so as to win into the house of her dear George, yet at every moment she seemed to fall further from success.
“You ca-catch me up so,” she trembled.