And any way, Miss Boyce, whatever happens, will you let me say this once, that there is no word, no feeling in this neighbourhood--how could there be ?--towards you and your mother, but one of respect and admiration?
Do believe that, even if you feel that you can never be friendly towards me and mine again--or forget the things I have said!" "Respect and admiration!" said Marcella, wondering, and still scornful.
"Pity, perhaps.

There might be that.

But any way mamma goes with papa.
She always has done.

She always will.

So shall I, of course.