"Sit down, Constantia," she said, still very grand.

She might have been receiving Constantia for the first time.

And Con looked round vaguely for a chair, as though she felt indeed quite a stranger.
"Now the question is," said Josephine, bending forward, "whether we shall keep her or not." "That is the question," agreed Constantia.
"And this time," said Josephine firmly, "we must come to a definite decision." Constantia looked for a moment as though she might begin going over all the other times, but she pulled herself together and said, "Yes, Jug." "You see, Con," explained Josephine, "everything is so changed now." Constantia looked up quickly.

"I mean," went on Josephine, "we're not dependent on Kate as we were." And she blushed faintly.

"There's not father to cook for." "That is perfectly true," agreed Constantia.