She did remember this as she was speaking them, but then it was too late.
"What;--at Nethercoats ?" said he.

"Neither she nor I doubt your love, but few men would like such an intruder as that into their household, and of all men Mr Grey, whose nature is retiring, would like it the least." "I was not thinking of Nethercoats," said Alice.
"Ah, no; that is it, you see.

Kate says so often to me that when you are married she will be alone in the world." "I don't think she will ever find that I shall separate myself from her." "No; not by any will of your own.

Poor Kate! You cannot be surprised that she should think of your marriage with dread.

How much of her life has been made up of her companionship with you;--and all the best of it too! You ought not to be angry with her for regarding your withdrawal into Cambridgeshire with dismay." Alice could not act the lie which now seemed to be incumbent on her.
She could not let him talk of Nethercoats as though it were to be her future home.