“They’ve—they’ve left.”
“Left? Why?”
“I—I don’t know.”
“And has Mrs. Courage left too?”
Letty nodded, the damask flush flooding her cheeks darkly.
“When? Since—since you came?”
Letty nodded again. She knew now that this was the bar of social judgment of which she had been afraid.
The social judge continued. “That must be very hard on Mr. Allerton.”
Letty bowed her head. “I suppose it is.”
“He’s not used to new people about him, and it’s not good for him. I don’t know whether you’ve seen enough of him to know that he’s something of an invalid.”