“Excuse me, we’re only just settling in. I was nailing down the carpet in Robin’s study.”
Her lips were so thick that they moved stiffly when she spoke or smiled. She panted a little as if from extreme exertion.
When they were all seated Mrs. Lethbridge addressed her sister. “Robin was quite right. It looks much better turned the other way.”
“Do you mean to say he made you take it all up and put it down again? Well——”
“What’s the use?... Miss Frean, you don’t know what it is to have a husband who will have things just so.”
“She had to mow the lawn this morning because Robin can’t bear to see one blade of grass higher than another.”
“Is he as particular as all that?”
“I assure you, Miss Frean, he is,” Miss Walker informed her.
“He wasn’t when I knew him,” Harriett said.
“Ah—my sister spoils him.”