She's been seedy all day, and the sight of that cake finished her off.

I don't wonder.

It's enough to upset a strong man.
Let's ring for Nanna to take it away." He rang.

When Nanna appeared Edith was eating her crumbs ostentatiously, as if unwilling to leave the last of a delicious thing.
"Oh, Nanna," said she, "that's a heavenly wedding-cake!" Majendie was reminded of the habitual tender perfidy of that saint, his sister.

She was always lying to make other people happy, saying that she had everything she wanted, when she hadn't, and that her spine didn't hurt her, when it did.