"I'm glad Giff is with him.
Has Mr.Forsythe come ?" "Yes," said the rector; "but they are queer people, those Forsythes.

The young man seems quite annoyed at having been summoned: he remarked to your aunt that there was nothing the matter with his mother, and she must be moved to her own house; there was nothing so bad for her as to have a lot of old women fussing over her.

I wish you could have seen Adele's face! I don't think she admires him as much as she did.

But his mother was moved day before yesterday, and he has a trained nurse for her.

Your aunt Adele feels her occupation gone, and thinks Mrs.Forsythe will die without her," the rector chuckled.