"You have this?"
"For the morning? A rich French silk? It would be absurd.
No, no it would be better to wear my old merino than that."
"But you will have to dress in the morning for Mr. Thorn? he will be here to breakfast."
"I shall not come down to breakfast. Don't look so, love! I can't help it."
"Why was that calico got for me and not for you!" said Fleda, bitterly.
"A sixpenny calico!" said Mrs. Rossitur, smiling "it would be hard if you could not have so much as that, love."
"And you will not see Mrs. Evelyn and her daughters at all! and I was thinking that it would do you so much good!"
Mrs. Rossitur drew her face a little nearer and kissed it, over and over.
"It will do you good, my darling that is what I care for much more."
"It will not do me half as much," said Fleda, sighing.