"But it's ungrateful to poor old Grim to say so." "Have you no acquaintances except the people you work with ?" She shook her head.
"And you don't read?
Wouldn't you like to go on reading as you used to?
You have a better head than most women, and it's a pity not to make use of it.

That's all nonsense about in making you discontented.

You won't always be living like this, I suppose." "Why not ?" Ida asked simply.
"Well," said Waymark, without meeting her look, "even if you do, it will be gain to you to cultivate your mind ?" "Do you wish me to cultivate my mind ?" "You know I do." Waymark seemed uneasy.

He rose and leaned against the mantelpiece.
"I will do whatever you bid me," Ida said.

"I can get an hour or so each night, and I have all Sunday." Waymark felt only too well the effect of the tone he was adopting.