You may have the satisfaction of knowing that if you _would_ let her go to the Willings' with Allen Thatcher I can at least bring her back after you failed to do it." "So you did hear from her, did you! Of course you couldn't have told me: I suppose you confide in Miss Garrison now," she ended drearily.
His wife's fatigue, betrayed in her tired voice, did not mitigate the stab with which he wished to punish her references to Sylvia.

And he delivered it with careful calculation.
"You are quite right, Hallie.

I did speak to Miss Garrison about Marian.
Miss Garrison has gone to bring Marian home.

That's all; go to bed.".