He nodded.
"What a blessing!" She sighed deeply with relief.
Edwin thought:
"I believe her relations must have been her passion." And he was impressed by the intensity of that passion.
"Edwin!"
"Yes, Auntie."
"Has--that girl--gone yet?"
"Who?" he questioned, and added more softly: "Minnie d'you mean?" His own voice sounded too powerful, too healthy and dominating, in comparison with her failing murmurs.
Auntie Hamps nodded. "Yes--Minnie."
"Not yet."