“Only down to Strelley Mill,” said I.
“Of course,” said mother coldly.
“Why ‘of course’?” I asked.
“And you came away as soon as Em went to school?” said Lettie.
“I did,” said I.
They were cross with me, these two women. After I had swallowed my little resentment I said:
“They would have me stay to dinner.”
My mother vouchsafed no reply.
“And has the great George found a girl yet?” asked Lettie.
“No,” I replied, “he never will at this rate. Nobody will ever be good enough for him.”