"
"Of course she does, but what good does it do her? Here at the end of
four months she has made practically no headway. Not that she didn't
have every opportunity! People were quite ready to take her up, but
she simply wouldn't let them. What can you expect of a person who says
that bridge and boned gowns make her back ache? She hasn't an idea in
her head beyond the Doctor, the children and a lot of paupers. I must
say I am terribly disappointed in her. But then I ought to be used to
disappointments by this time. What will she be when she's middle-
aged?"
"She'll never be middle-aged," Margery smiled; "she'll go on being
young and making people around her feel young. Father says she is the
only person he knows who makes him forget his age. By the way, where
is Father?"
"Delayed in town as usual. He'll probably motor out when the evening
is half over and be too tired to be polite. I've never seen him so
upset. Of course it's your broken engagement. He says we may have to
close the house, now that we've gotten into it, and go abroad to
reduce expenses, but of course that's ridiculous! That reminds me, did
the Hortons send regrets?"
"She did," said Margery absently.
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