"But we can't all leave Father and Mother!" Pauline exclaimed, shocked at the deserted prospect.
"Now isn't that like people in love?" said Monica.
"Ah, but, anyway, I shall only be living at Plashers Mead," Pauline went on. "So they won't be left entirely alone."
"And as I probably sha'n't ever make up my mind to be married," Margaret added, "and as I've yet to meet the Mother Superior whom Monica could stand for more than a week, it seems probable that everything at the Rectory will go on pretty much the same."
"Margaret, you will marry. I can't think why you talk like that. If you don't intend to marry Richard, you ought to tell him so now, and not keep him any longer in uncertainty."
Pauline realized that Margaret did not like this direct attack, but it was so rarely that Margaret made it possible even to allude to Richard that she had to take the opportunity.
"I don't think I've interfered much with you and Guy," said Margaret. "Is it necessary that you should settle my affairs?"
"Oh, don't speak so unkindly to me, Margaret. I'm not trying to interfere. And, anyway, you do criticize Guy and me. Both you and Monica criticize us."
"Only when you tell us we don't understand about love."
"Well, you don't."