Well, I wasn't reasonable, and here I am.

But I make my conditions.

We are not to be more than four months in the year in this old hole"-- she looked round her in not unkindly amusement at the bare old-fashioned room; "we are to have four or five months in London, _at least_; and when travelling abroad gets decent again, we are to go abroad--Rome, perhaps, next winter.

And I am jolly well to ask my friends here, or in town--male and female--and Cousin Philip promised to be nice to them.

He said, of course, 'Within limits.' But that we shall see.