"Your income stops, and I have no more to do with Raye. You understand what that means—for the future."
"Yes, I know," she repeated.
"One item in our agreement was—that Raye should never come to this neighbourhood, without my express permission."
"You mean—he's never to see me?"
"I mean what I say. He is not to come here. If you wish to see him, you go elsewhere."
"Not even—once in the year! I've always had that."
"Not even once in the year. It is your own doing. If you had stayed in Norfolk, as I desired, you could have had him as before. Now you cannot."
"It's a bit hard on Raye—if he mayn't ever come to his own home."
"That is your affair. You have chosen."
Her face took an obstinate set.