Does it matter ?' 'Oh no, I should think not,' said Ursula.

'Though personally, I can't bear her.

I think she is a lie, if you like, you who are always talking about lies.' Then she ruminated for a moment, when she broke out: 'Yes, and I do mind if she furnishes your rooms--I do mind.

I mind that you keep her hanging on at all.' He was silent now, frowning.
'Perhaps,' he said.

'I don't WANT her to furnish the rooms here--and I don't keep her hanging on.