"I do feel like it. You feel like it yourself—My farm is to me what your old bacteria are to you."
"Oh, if I thought it was the farm—"
"Why, what else did you think it was?"
Eliot couldn't bring himself to tell her. He took refuge in apparent irrelevance.
"You know Father left me the Manor Farm house, don't you?"
"No, I didn't. I suppose he thought you'd want to come back, like me."
"Well, I'm glad I've got it. Mother's got the Dower House in Wyck. But she'll stay on here till—"
"Till Jerrold comes back," said Anne bravely.
"I don't suppose Jerry'll turn her out even then. Unless—"
But neither he nor Anne had the courage to say "unless he marries."