“I come to the convent rather often, but I haven’t been to an Alumnæ Day before, since the first year.”
“That’s what it is to be a devoted mother. How are the children, Cecily?” asked Agatha.
“All very well; all very cunning.”
“Darling things,” said Madeline.
“But doesn’t it seem funny to think of Cecily with three children?” persisted Agnes.
“It’s very interesting,” said Agatha. “I think I’ll have to use you in a book, Cecily.”
“Type of the domesticated woman?”
“Dear, no—nothing so trite. No one deals with types any more, anyhow. It’s the vogue to be terrifically ‘inner.’ I’ll have to study you.”
“Don’t waste your time. Study Agnes.”
“I wouldn’t be interesting to modern fiction,” said Agnes, with some superiority. “I am a conservative, you know, and holding true to the things we learned in this dear old place.”