"No. Whatever you did it would make no difference. I should know it was right because you did it."
"It wouldn't be. I do heaps of wrong things, but this is right."
"I'm sure it is." "Here's Colin," she said.
He had come out to look for them. He couldn't bear to be alone.
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Jerrold had gone to Sutton's Farm to say good-bye to their old nurse,
Nanny Sutton.
Nanny talked about the war, about the young men who had gone from Wyck and would not come back, about the marvel of Sutton's living on through it all, and he so old and feeble. She talked about Colin and Anne.
"Oh, Master Jerrold," she said, "I do think it's a pity she should be livin' all alone with Mr. Colin like this 'ere."
"They're all right, Nanny. You needn't worry."
"Well—well, Miss Anne was always one to go her own way and make it seem the right way."