Don't be angry.' Bruce brought her home a large bunch of Parma violets.

But neither of them ever referred to the question again, and for some time there was a little less of the refrain of 'Am I master in my own house, or am I not ?' The next morning, when a long letter came from Aylmer, from Spain, Edith read it at breakfast and Bruce didn't ask a single question.
However, she left it on his plate, as if by mistake.

He might just as well read it..