"No," she said. "I ban't feared of that. I only want him to see sense over a little matter here and there. If we are to be married in the autumn, he's got to understand about a few things."
Jane's secrets were secrets no longer. Her dream of a shop at Ashburton was now common knowledge.
"Go to him then. You've kept it up long enough if you really want him," said her mother.
"What should he have to tell me, except he's come round to my views?" asked Jane.
"Perhaps he has," replied Dinah.
Jane rose, dropped a story book and went out. There was a mumble of voices. Then Dinah and Faith heard her go down the garden path with Jerry.
"Thank goodness that's over," said Dinah. "Now you'll have peace, Mrs. Bamsey."
"I don't know," answered the elder. "They're not really well suited. Jane did ought to have taken a town man."
"She'll break him in to bricks and mortar after a bit," prophesied Dinah. "They love each other properly enough."
"If that was so, there'd be no talk of breaking in," said Jane's mother.