"They don't come here, for the presence of strangers makes my mother agitated.

She thinks they have some design of taking her or me away.

But she wants to see Sylvia.

She knows about--about her and me, and I can't make up my mind what to do about it.

She is always asking if I can't take her to see Sylvia, or get her to come here." "And why not?
Sylvia knows about your mother, I suppose." "I expect so.