"If I don't marry you?"
He ground his teeth. She was right: perhaps her mocking habit of mind would not be a comfort to live with.
"What had you and your mother thought of doing now that you have lost The Franchise?"
She delayed over her answer, as if it were difficult to say. Fussing with her bag, and keeping her back to him.
"We are going to Canada," she said.
"Going away!"
She still had her back to him. "Yes."
He was aghast. "But Marion, you can't. And why to Canada?"
"I have a cousin who is a professor at McGill. A son of Mother's only sister. He wrote some time ago to ask Mother if we would go out to keep house for him, but by that time we had inherited The Franchise and were very happy in England. So we said no. But the offer is still open. And we-we both will be glad to go now."
"I see."