LOLLY WILLOWES
Henry looked up. "Talk away, Lolly," he said, and smiled at her.
"A business talk," she continued.
Henry folded the Times and laid it aside. He also (if the expression may be allowed) folded and laid aside his smile.
"Now, Lolly, what is it?"
His voice was kind, but business-like. Laura took a deep breath, twisted the garnet ring round her little finger, and began.
"It has just occurred to me, Henry, that I am forty-seven."
She paused.
"Go on!" said Henry.
"And that both the girls are married. I don't mean that that has just occurred to me too, but it's part of it. You know, really I'm not much use to you now."
"My dear Lolly!" remonstrated her brother. "You are extremely useful. Besides, I have never considered our relationship in that light."
"So I have been thinking. And I have decided that I should like to go and live at Great Mop. You know, that place I was talking about last night."
Henry was silent. His face was completely blank. Should she recall Great Mop to him
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