Thyrza herself would then perhaps notice the old man's failing strength.
Lydia went to see him on Sunday afternoon.

The bright day suggested to her that she should take him out for a walk.

She had waited until Mary would be away at the school.

Mr.Bower lay on the sofa snoring: the after-smell of roast beef and cabbage was heavy in the air of the room.
Mrs.Bower would have also slept but for the necessity of having an eye to the shop, which was open on Sunday as on other days; her drowsiness made her irritable, and she only muttered as Lydia went through to the staircase.

Lydia had come this way for the sake of appearances; she resolved that on the next occasion she would ring Mr.Boddy's bell at the side door.