I'll tell Simpson he can serve it.' She disappeared, and Nelly sank into a chair.

Why had they come to this place?
Her whole nature was in revolt.

The gaiety and luxury of the flat seemed to rise up and reproach her.

What was she doing in such surroundings ?--when George--Oh, it was hateful--hateful! She thought with longing of the little bare room in the Rydal lodgings, where they had been happy together.
'Well, are you ready ?' said Bridget, bustling in.

'Do take off your things.