"Yes. I told you I'd cut them all if they went on cutting Anne. And now they know it."
"That means that you won't know anybody, Maisie. Except for Anne and me you'll be absolutely alone here."
"I don't care. I don't want anybody but you and Anne. And if I do we can
ask somebody down. There are lots of amusing people who'd come. And
Eliot can bring his scientific crowd. It simply means that Corbetts and
Hawtreys won't be asked to meet them, that's all."
She went upstairs to lie down before dinner, and presently Anne came to him in the drawing-room. She was dressed in her riding coat and breeches as she had come off the land.
"What do you think Maisie's done now?" he said.
"I don't know. Something that'll make me feel awful, I suppose."
"If you're going to take it like that I won't tell you."
"Yes. Tell me. Tell me. I'd rather know."
He told her as Maisie had told him.
"Can't you see her, standing up to the whole county? Pounding them with her little hands."