No, he sat and looked at her through his hair, his fiery eye glinting, his peaked beard ironically humorous, his leg stuck out from his body, a pointing signal of derision.
She resolved to wait for an opportunity when she might conquer Hamlet and Jeremy together, but her power in the house was slight, so long as Mr.and Mrs.Cole were there.

"If I only had the children to myself," she would say, "I would improve their manners in many ways.

Poor Alice--!" Then suddenly she did have them.

At the beginning of May Mr.
Cole was summoned to take a mission to the seamen of Drymouth, and Mrs.
Cole, who had relations in Drymouth, accompanied him.

They would be absent from Pelchester a whole week.
"Oh, won't Aunt Amy be a nuisance," said Jeremy, realising the situation.