Well, I haven't seen her since I got home.
She's upstairs.' 'Can't I see her to-night?
I do so want to.' 'I dare say she'd be glad.' 'But what is it, my dear boy?
I'm sure you speak as if you weren't quite satisfied.' 'The mater says it's all right I suppose she knows.' 'But you've always been so anxious for it.' 'Anxious?
I haven't been anxious at all.

But I dare say it's the wisest thing she could do.

I like Mutimer well enough.' 'Alfred, I don't think he's the proper husband for Adela.' 'Why not?
There's not much chance that she'll get a better.' Alfred was manifestly less cheerful than usual.

When Letty continued to tax him with it he grew rather irritable.
'Go and talk to her yourself,' he said at length.

'You'll find it's all right.