Mr. A. It will not be for long, and Cissy will find the people, or has found them, and Mary will accept them.
E. If her native instinct objects, she will be cajoled or bullied into seeing with Cissy’s eyes.
Mr. A. Well, Euphrasia, my dear, let us trust that people are the best judges of their own affairs, and remember that the world has got beyond us. Mary was always a sensible, right-minded girl, and I cannot believe her as blind as you would make out.
E. At any rate, dear papa, you never have to say to her as to me, ‘Judge not, that ye be not judged.’
IV. MOTHER AND DAUGHTER
SCENE.—Darkglade Vicarage drawing-room.
Mrs. M. So, my dear, you think it impossible to be happy here?
C. Little Mamsey, why will you never understand? It is not a question of happiness, but of duty to myself.
Mrs. M. And that is—
C. Not to throw away all my chances of self-improvement by burrowing into this hole.