She perceived that Cally wished to talk about herself, and talk complainingly, and Hen didn't mind. "First time I ever heard such a complaint in this quarter. Is J. Forsythe Avery dead without my knowledge?" "J. Forsythe is in New York. Robert's in the sulks. James Bogue, 2d, is in bed measles, if you please ... Do you ever have the horrible nobody-loves-you feeling? Rather odious, isn't it?"