"She did—the house is all in hysterics. I couldn't stand it any longer. I ordered the carriage and came here."
"My poor Kitty! That Lily was too old to have a baby. And now he will marry Mabel."
"Oh, no, mother."
"Oh, yes, he will. Mabel will jump at him, you'll see."
"But it isn't legal—you can't marry your deceased wife's sister."
"I know you can't in England—what foolishness! But they'll go to Holland to be married."
"Don't be so absurd, mother."
"Absurd!" Mrs. Brill glared. "You mark my words. They'll be in Holland before the year's out, like Hyam Emanuel's eldest brother-in-law and the red-haired sister of Samuel, the pawnbroker."
"Well, I don't care if they are," said Kitty, yawning.
"Don't care! Why, you'll lose your place. They kept you on for Mabel, but now—"