If there's a thing more hateful than another, I think it's the vexation of a person who can't satisfy their curiosity about some other body's business.
Don't you think so, Mrs.Hewson ?" "I'm sure I don't know.

Those abstruse matters don't worry me." "No?
Well, that is so, and it's about the commonest weakness of humanity.

If I thought you worried about our affairs--of course, I know you don't, you're most reasonable--I wouldn't stay here another minute." The colour in Mrs.Hewson's cheeks went from red to white.
"But you said I was curious," she said in a reserved voice.
"Oh yes, that was only fun! Hadn't you better get a key, Sally, if you're going to be late.

Can you spare Miss Bishop a key, Mrs.
Hewson ?" "Certainly; of course; I'll go and get it." They both laughed when she had gone out.

Sally told Janet that she was wonderful.
"She'll never meddle again," she said.