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Even a bookcase was better than nothing to lean against. "Christopher is being unreasonable," said Anna-Felicitas, her voice softer and gentler than he had yet heard it. Then she stopped, and considered him a moment with much of the look of one who on a rather cold day considers the sea before diving in with, that is, a slight but temporary reluctance to proceed. "Won't you sit down?" said Mr.
Perhaps, thought Mrs. Bilton, she was fetching something in the kitchen, and would appear in a minute; and seeing a group over by the entrance door, for whom the tray she held was evidently destined, gesticulating to her, she felt she had better keep them quiet first and then go and look for Anna-Felicitas. Mrs. Bilton set her teeth and plunged into her strange new duties.
Bilton who was talking on happily, Anna-Felicitas reasoned with herself in the above manner as she pushed back the letter, instead of, as at the back of her mind she felt she ought to have done, tearing it up. Anna-Rose folded it and addressed it to Mrs. Bilton. Then she got up and held it out to her. Anna-Felicitas got up too, her inside feeling strangely unsteady and stirred round and round.
She reminded Anna-Rose, who had a biblically well-furnished mind, of Moses when he came down from receiving the Law on the mountain. "Well, tell us," said Anna-Rose. "But not," she added, thinking of Moses, "if it's only more commandments." Anna-Felicitas dropped the piece of toast she was still holding in her fingers, and pushed back her cup.
" but quite the contrary," said Anna-Rose, "hadn't you better take us somewhere else?" "Somewhere like where the Brontes stayed in London," said Anna-Felicitas harping on this idea. "Where cheapness is combined with historical associations." "Oh Lord, it don't matter," said Mr. Twist, who for the first time in their friendship seemed ruffled. "Indeed it does," said Anna-Rose anxiously.
"Oh, aren't you a pretty girl," he said, in the same distressed voice. "You mustn't make her vain," said Anna-Rose, trying not to smile all over her face, while Anna-Felicitas remained as manifestly unvain as a person intent on something else would be. "We know you got Uncle Arthur's letters about us," she continued, "because he showed us your answers back.
I've never tipped anybody yet ever, and I wish I wish I hadn't to." She got quite red. It seemed to her dreadful to offer money to someone so much older than herself and who till almost that very morning had treated her and Anna-Felicitas like the naughtiest of tiresome children. Surely she would be most offended at being tipped by people such years younger than herself? Mr. Twist thought not.
And she was about to relate that dreadful story of Onkle Col's end which has already been described in these pages as unfit for anywhere but an appendix for time had blunted her feelings, when Anna-Felicitas put out a beseeching hand and stopped her. Even after all these years Anna-Felicitas couldn't bear to remember Onkle Col's end. It had haunted her childhood.
"It isn't fair. If you have to have a person all day you oughtn't to have to have the same person all night. Some one else should step in and relieve you then. Just as they do in hospitals." "Yes," said Anna-Felicitas. "Mr. Twist ought to. He ought to remove her forcibly from our room by marriage.
Twist, after an instant's astonishment at this unexpected support, bowed her head it could hardly be called a nod in her son's direction. "You see " the movement seemed to say, "even these ..." "And ever since the first day at sea," said Anna-Felicitas, also addressing Mrs.
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