"Why, what upsets you this way ?" he inquired.
"I know what you mean," she said, her voice still lowered, but not decreasing in sharpness.

"You're trying to insinuate that I'd get your mother to invite Eugene Morgan here on my account because he's a widower!" "I am ?" George gasped, nonplussed.

"I'm trying to insinuate that you're setting your cap at him and getting mother to help you?
Is that what you mean ?" Beyond a doubt that was what Miss Fanny meant.

She gave him a white-hot look.

"You attend to your own affairs!" she whispered fiercely, and swept away.
George, dumfounded, returned to his room for meditation.
He had lived for years in the same house with his Aunt Fanny, and it now appeared that during all those years he had been thus intimately associating with a total stranger.