"Appreciate?" she asked, bitterly. "What am I to appreciate? That it took them thirteen years to say they would like to see their grandchild?"
"Your family weren't pining to see you either, all those years."
"That's not true. Mamma came to see us at Brussels."
He laughed, scornfully:
"In thirteen years, twice, for two days each time!"
She stamped her foot:
"Mamma is an old woman; she never travels."
"My parents also are old; and they have had a hard struggle with their principles and convictions."
"So I am to be grateful to them?"
He looked at her fixedly: