What on earth for?
Norah.
My dear, it’s not unnatural.
Miss Pringle.
Well, I don’t want to say anything against her now she’s dead and gone, poor thing, but Miss Wickham was the most detestable old woman I ever met.
Norah.
I don’t suppose one can live all that time with anyone and not be a little sorry to part with them for ever. I was Miss Wickham’s companion for ten years.
Miss Pringle.
How you stood it! Exacting, domineering, disagreeable.
Norah.