28/33 What they have done, I gather, is to invent a nightmare of a _lingua franca_ in which they appear to hold amicable converse. Now and again they have differences of opinion, as to-day, over my taste for _veau a l'oseille_; but, on the whole, their relations are harmonious, and she keeps him in a good-humour: Naturally, she feeds the brute. She is of a different type from her sister-in-law, being a devout Roman Catholic, and since the terrible affliction of two years ago has concerned herself more deeply than ever in the affairs of her religion. She lives in a gloomy little house in a sunless Kensington by-street. Only my Cousin Rosalie was at home. |