“Well, my dear, to see me, I suppose.”
“And what did he find to say for himself?”
“Oh, we hardly talked about that affair at all. However, he seems in very good spirits.”
“I’m sure he has no business to be.”
“Perhaps not, my dear; but he was.”
“I didn’t know it was Mr. Neston. I’m so glad I didn’t come down.”
Mrs. Pocklington went on knitting.
“I expect he knew why.”
Mrs. Pocklington counted three pearl and three plain.
“Did he say anything about it, mamma?”