"There you are. One hundred and ninety-five pounds for carting me to
Canada."
"If you feel like that about it you ought to tell them. They can't make you go if you don't want to."
"They're not making me go. I'm going. I couldn't possibly stay after the beastly things they've said."
"What sort of things?"
"About my keep and my being no good and making work in the house."
"They didn't—they couldn't."
"Edward did. He said if it wasn't for me Mamma wouldn't have to have
Maggie. Catty could do all the work. And when Victor sat on him and said
Mamma was to have Maggie whatever happened, he jawed back and said she
couldn't afford both Maggie and me."
"Catty could do Maggie's work and I could do Catty's, if you'd stop. It would be only cleaning things. That's nothing. I'd rather clean the whole house and have you."
"You wouldn't. You only think you would."
"I would, really. I'll tell them."