She’d been a hard and selfish woman all her life, and there was no one who cared for her. It seemed so dreadful to die like that and leave not a soul to regret one. Her nephew and his wife were just waiting for her death. It was dreadful. Each time they came down from London I saw them looking at her to see if she was any worse than when last they’d seen her.
Miss Pringle.
Well, I thought her a horrid old woman, and I’m glad she’s dead. And I hope she’s left you well provided for.
Norah.
[With a smile.] Oh, I think she’s done that. Two years ago when I nearly went away she said she’d left me enough to live upon.
Miss Pringle.
You mean when that assistant of Dr. Evans wanted to marry you? I’m glad you wouldn’t have him.
Norah.
He was very nice. But, of course, he wasn’t a gentleman.
Miss Pringle.