'And I think Lady Grosmede has too much sense to think the worse of her for having worked for herself,' added Annaple. 'If it was not for mother I should long to begin!'
'You? It's a longing well known to me!—but you!'
'Exactly! As the Irishman felt blue moulded for want of a bating, so do I feel fagged out for want of an honest day's work.'
'If one only knew what to turn to,' said Mark so wearily that Annaple exclaimed,
'We seem to be in the frozen-out state of mind, and might walk up and down singing "I've got no work to do,"'—to which she gave the well known intonation.
'Too true,' said he, joining in the hum.
'But I thought you were by way of reading law.'
'One must see more than only "by way of" in these days to do any good.'
At that moment Basil ran up with a message that Lady Delmar was ready to go home.
They walked slowly up the terrace and Mark paused as they came near Mrs. Egremont to say, 'Aunt Alice, here is Miss Ruthven, May's great friend.'