Then they would walk out
together through the quiet streets to the country beyond, and she always
returned refreshed and strengthened to bear the burden of another day.
As yet they had made no definite plans for their future. Dexie wished to
see the household matters settled in a more satisfactory state before
attempting anything that would benefit her own condition.
When the lawyer had explained to her mother the business matters which she
had refused to discuss during her husband's lifetime, then it would be time
enough to lay her own plans before her.
The appearance of the couple whom Mr. Hackett had secured to assist in the
house and garden was daily expected, and Dexie looked forward to more
freedom on their arrival.
One day, as Gussie answered the summons to dinner, she surveyed the table
scornfully.
"Is this all that you have for dinner? This is the third day, Dexie, that
you have given us no meat. _You_ may like a vegetable diet, but I am sure
no one else in the house does. We might as well dine at the poorhouse."
"Well, Gussie, you know it is not my fault," Dexie said, sinking into a
chair with a tired sigh.
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