“And so,” she went on, “the feud, as it has come to be called, is as strong and well-nourished as ever.”
“Yet you two ladies elect to live under the same roof.”
“To nurse the feud along,” Bates asserted, and the Grenadier nodded assent.
“However,” she added, “Mrs Everett is about to move away.”
“What!” cried Richard.
“Yes,” repeated his aunt, evidently pleased with the fact, “she is going soon.”
“Thus,” offered Corson, “you will be relieved of two undesirable people at once.”
“Meaning Mrs Everett and her daughter?” queried Eliza.
“Not at all. Meaning Mrs Everett and Sir Herbert Binney.”
“Oh!” gasped Miss Prall. “Don’t put it that way!”