"Dear old house! Undergoing depopulation, and soon to be a waste."
"Depopulation?"
"Yes; they're leaving it one by one. First, Amy. You remember Amy?"
"I believe so."
"She married George and went away. You recall the occasion?"
"I think I was present."
"And now it's Hortense."
"Is it, indeed?"
She told him about the gallant young Southerner in Tennessee, and gave a forecast of a probable pairing.
"And next it will be Carolyn."