What else could one expect?
She was a mere child--eighteen--and half dead with fright, too.

But that old tyrant never repented.

She used to say that she had given them three perfect months, and no one had a right to more; and I sometimes think, Katharine, that's true, you know.

It's more than most of us have, only we have to pretend, which was a thing neither of them could ever do.

I fancy," Mrs.Hilbery mused, "that there was a kind of sincerity in those days between men and women which, with all your outspokenness, you haven't got." Katharine again tried to interrupt.