"There's other places she could have gone besides here. Maybe she's gone shopping in Romney and forgot to tell you."
"It's queer her starting off like that without a word—and she's took her liddle bag and a few bits of things with her too."
"What things?—Arthur! Why couldn't you tell me that before?"
"I was going to.... I'm feeling a bit anxious, Jo.... I've a feeling she's gone after that Old Squire."
"You dare say such a thing! Arthur, I'm ashamed of you, believing such a thing of your wife and my sister."
"Well, she was unaccountable set on him."
"Nonsense! He just amused her. It's you whose wife she is."
"She's scarce given me a word more'n in the way of business, as you might say, this last three month. And she won't let me touch her."
"Why didn't you tell me this before?"
"I didn't want to trouble you, and I thought maybe it was a private matter."