She made a hissing sound of utter contempt and snapped her
fingers. Then she asked scornfully: "What's the other thing you
wanted to know?"
George's pallor increased. "Whether it mightn't be better, under the
circumstances," he said, "if this family were not so intimate with the
Morgan family--at least for a time. It might be better--"
Fanny stared at him incredulously. "You mean you'd quit seeing Lucy?"
"I hadn't thought of that side of it, but if such a thing were
necessary on account of talk about my mother, I--I--" He hesitated
unhappily. "I suggested that if all of us--for a time--perhaps only
for a time--it might be better if--"
"See here," she interrupted. "We'll settle this nonsense right now.
If Eugene Morgan comes to this house, for instance, to see me, your
mother can't get up and leave the place the minute he gets here, can
she? What do you want her to do: insult him? Or perhaps you'd prefer
she'd insult Lucy? That would do just as well. What is it you're up
to, anyhow? Do you really love your Aunt Amelia so much that you want
to please her? Or do you really hate your Aunt Fanny so much that you
want to--that you want to--"
She choked and sought for her handkerchief; suddenly she began to cry.
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