“I didn't mean that politicians were self-seeking, Granny; I meant that they're comfortable people, and the things that interest them are those that interest comfortable people. What have they done for the laborers, for instance?”
“Oh, but, darling! they're going to do a great deal. In my paper they're continually saying that.”
“Do you believe it?”
“I'm sure they wouldn't say so if they weren't. There's quite a new plan, and it sounds most sensible. And so I don't think, darling, that if I were you I should make myself unhappy about all that kind of thing. They must know best. They're all so much older than you. And you're getting quite a little line between your eyes.”
Derek smiled.
“All right, Granny; I shall have a big one soon.”
Frances Freeland smiled, too, but shook her head.
“Yes; and that's why I really think you ought to take interest in politics.”
“I'd rather take interest in you, Granny. You're very jolly to look at.”
Frances Freeland raised her brows.