"I thought of that room for you."
"There are two behind. One will be for the maids—we are not to keep more than two maids, are we?—And the smaller can be mine."
"That corner room, with no fireplace? Nonsense!"
"It will do well enough, when I am at home. If you like, you can treat me as a visitor, and put me in the spare room. Governesses don't get a superabundance of holidays, so there will be no real difficulty."
Fulvia seated herself on an empty chest, left in the middle of the room, with the air of having settled everything. Nigel stood gravely in front.
"You do not really suppose I shall consent to that scheme?"
Her eyes sparkled.
"I may choose to act with nobody's consent except my own."
"It would not be right."
"People differ in their views of 'right'!"