"Frances, give up your planning and working.
Let George work for you and his wife," she said curtly.

"It is time for you to stop and rest." "And why should I stop and rest, Clara ?" said Frances, amazed.
"Surely you know, dear.

You are not as young as you once were.

Your eyes are weak, and your hearing is a little dulled, and----" Frances threw out her hand eagerly.

"You think I am growing old! It is only my eyes and ears that are wearing out.