And if, at the end of your patience, you told her for any sake to put it down and attend to matters, obeying in a kind of dream that generally drove you to take the thing out of her hands and do it yourself, rather than jump out of your skin watching her.
Sincerely Mrs Murchison would have been sorry for the man if he had arrived, but he had not arrived.

Advena justified her existence by taking the university course for women at Toronto, and afterward teaching the English branches to the junior forms in the Collegiate Institute, which placed her arbitrarily outside the sphere of domestic criticism.

Mrs Murchison was thankful to have her there--outside--where little more could reasonably be expected of her than that she should be down in time for breakfast.

It is so irritating to be justified in expecting more than seems likely to come.

Mrs Murchison's ideas circulated strictly in the orbit of equity and reason; she expected nothing from anybody that she did not expect from herself; indeed, she would spare others in far larger proportion.