"And the bureau, and the dresser, and those heavenly rugs?"
"That's Jerrold."
And the china was Colin, and the chintz was Maisie. The long couch for Anne to lie down on was Maisie. Everything that was not Anne's they had given her.
"You shouldn't have done it," she said.
"We did it for ourselves. To keep you with us," said Maisie.
"Did you think it would take all that?"
She wondered whether they saw how hard she was trying to look happy, not to be too tired to care.
Then Maisie took her upstairs to show her her bedroom and the white bathroom. Colin carried the lamp. He left them together in Anne's room. Maisie turned to her there.
"Darling, how tired you look. Are you too tired to be happy?"
"I'd be a brute if I weren't happy," Anne said.