It will be a change for her.

She's been having rather a dull time here, I'm afraid." Then there was silence.

Maggie wanted to speak, but the words would not come, and she had the curious sensation that even if she did find them no one would hear them.
Then Uncle Mathew suddenly said good-bye, stumbled over his boots by the door, shot out, "Seven o'clock, Maggie"-- and was gone.
"Well, that will be nice for you, Maggie," said Anne, looking at her.
"Yes," said Maggie.

"You don't mind, do you ?" "No dear, of course not." "What do you want me to do ?" Maggie broke out desperately.

"I know I'm not satisfying you and yet you won't say anything.