Joan. The road has not changed then, mistress?
Clara. No. But it does not seem quite so broad or so fine as I remembered it to be. That is all.
Joan. And very likely the house won’t seem so fine neither, mistress, after the grand rooms which you have been used to.
Joan. What company shall we see there, mistress?
Clara. Well, there’s Thomas, he is my brother, and Emily his wife. Then the two children.
Clara. [After a short silence, and as though to herself.] And there was George.
Joan. Yes, mistress
Clara. Georgie seemed so big and tall to me in those days. I wonder how old he really was, when I was seven.
Joan. Would that be a younger brother of yours, like, mistress
Clara. No, George minded the horses and looked after the cows and poultry. Sometimes he would drive me into market with him on a Saturday. And in the evenings I would follow him down to the pool to see the cattle watered.