"Are you in such a hurry she should know that Van doesn't want her ?" "What do you call a hurry when I've waited nearly a year?
Nanda may know or not as she likes--may know whenever: if she doesn't know pretty well by this time she's too stupid for it to matter.

My only pressure's for Mr.Longdon.

She'll have it there for him when he arrives." "You mean she'll make haste to tell him ?" Mrs.Brook raised her eyes a moment to some upper immensity.

"She'll mention it." Her husband on the other hand, his legs outstretched, looked straight at the toes of his boots.

"Are you very sure ?" Then as he remained without an answer: "Why should she if he hasn't told HER ?" "Of the way I so long ago let you know that he had put the matter to Van?
It's not out between them in words, no doubt; but I fancy that for things to pass they've not to dot their i's quite so much, my dear, as we two.