But you know Jersey didn’t suit him. He was never well there.
George.
He was never sober there. That was the only thing that was the matter with him. No, my love, let us look facts in the face. You are a dear little woman, but your father is detestable, and there is not the smallest ground for hope that my mother will ever be “reconciled” to our marriage as long as she retains her reason.
Esther.
I suppose father is rather a difficulty.
George.
Yes. He and the Gerridges, between them, have made us impossible socially.
Esther.
What’s the matter with the Gerridges?