January 1920
Robert and Mary
"So Rosamund's beau is a fortune hunter."
"The worst kind I'm afraid. Really, going at it with the lady's maid in his room."
"How did she react? Rosamund I mean."
"She said she hates it when Granny is right."
"She does."
"I've been thinking. Maybe Matthew and I should go to London with her for a few days. So she won't be lonely then."
"Or she could stay here for a while."
"Won't Mama mind?"
"I don't know. I'll have to ask her, won't I?"
"Yes. You better not invite your sister to stay here without asking Mama first."
"I'm sure she'll say yes. She feels quite sorry for your aunt."
"She is so American. She always feels sorry for everyone."
"And you don't feel sorry for your aunt?"
"What do you mean?"
"Mary, you just offered to go to London with her just so that she wouldn't be lonely. You hate London at this time of year."
"Well maybe."
"You are more 'American' as you call it than you think."
"I am not American."
"No. But you are like your mother in most regards."
"I am afraid I am."
"I am glad you are. You weren't always like that."
"No."
"Matthew has brought that side out in you."
"Yes, he has."
