"Don't you still LIKE mamma ?" she at any rate quite successfully brought out.

"I must tell you," she quickly subjoined, "that though I've mentioned my talk with her as having finally led to my writing to you, it isn't in the least that she then suggested my putting you the question.

I put it," she explained, "quite off my own bat." The explanation, as an effect immediately produced, did proportionately much for the visitor, who sat back in his chair with a pleased--a distinctly exhilarated--sense both of what he himself and what Nanda had done.

"You're an adorable family!" "Well then if mother's adorable why give her up?
This I don't mind admitting she did, the day I speak of, let me see that she feels you've done; but without suggesting either--not a scrap, please believe--that I should make you any sort of scene about it.

Of course in the first place she knows perfectly that anything like a scene would be no use.