"
That was not, perhaps, very tactful of her. Caroline flushed.
"I could have them all here now if I wanted to ask them," she
answered angrily.
"Well, I'm very glad you'd rather be without them," said Maggie.
"They weren't worthy of you, Caroline."
"Oh! What's the use going on talking like this!" Caroline broke out.
"Of course you've heard all about everything. Every one has. I can't
put my nose outside the door without them all peering at me. I hate
them all--all of them--and the place too, and every one in it."
"I expect you do--" said Maggie sympathetically.
"Nasty cats! As though they'd never done anything wrong all their
days. It was mostly Alfred's fault too. What does he expect when he
leaves me all alone here week after week eating one's heart out. One
must do something with one's time. Just like all men! At first
there's nothing too good for you, then when they get used to it they
can't be bothered about anything. I wonder what a man thinks married
life is? Then to listen to Alfred, you'd think we were still living
in the days of the Good Queen Victoria--you would indeed. Wouldn't
let me go up to London alone! There's a nice thing for you.
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