He took Grace with him on
his rounds. Every one was very friendly. Grace was able to reassume
some of her old importance.
Her old flow of conversation--checked recently by the sense of
Maggie's strangeness--returned to her. In the morning she would
stand by her brother's study-table, duster in hand, and pour out her
heart.
"You know, Paul, it's all very well, you may say what you like, but
if Mrs. Maxse thinks she's going to have the whole of that second
pew she's mistaken. It's only for a week or two that she's got the
Broadbents staying with her, and I know what she's after. Just
fancy! What she wants is to put the Broadbents in that second seat
the two Sundays they're here and then stick to it after they're
gone. Just fancy what Miss Beats and Miss Hopwood will feel about
it! What I mean is that they've had that seat for nearly eight years
and now to be turned out! But I assure you, Paul, from what Linda
Maxse said to me yesterday I believe she intends that, I do indeed.
She thinks Miss Beats and Miss Hopwood will get used to sitting
somewhere else after two Sundays. 'I'm sure they won't mind--poor
old things,' she said only yesterday.
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