That Lydia would come and live there went without saying.
She pretended to oppose this plan at first; said she must be independent.
'Very well,' said Thyrza, crossing her hands on her lap, 'then I shan't be married at all, Lyddy, and Mr.Grail had better be told at once.' There was laughing, and there were kind words.
'I don't think you ought still to call him Mr.Grail,' said Lydia.
'Gilbert?
I shall have to say it to myself for a few days.

Still, it's a nice name, isn't it ?' Yes, that point needed no discussion; where Thyrza abode, there abode Lydia, until--but sadness lay that way.

Mrs.Grail was equally clear as to the arrangements concerning herself; she would keep two rooms and continue to live in Walnut Tree Walk.

Thyrza thought this would be unkindness to the old lady, but Mrs.Grail had a store of wisdom and was resolute.

In practice, she said, she would not at all feel the loneliness; she could often be at the house, and it had occurred to her that her son in the Midlands would be glad to send one of his two girls to live with her for, say, half a year at a time.