“We shall miss you and the babies very much,” said Mrs. Brandon, “but it will be very nice for you to be all together in such a lovely place.”
“Matron says the house is quite a dream,” said Miss Feilding, who had evidently determined to make the best of things. “And such a lovely view of Chanctonbury Ring.”
Nurse politely asked, though it was quite evident that she did not in the least wish to know, what Chanctonbury Ring was.
Mrs. Brandon, her delicate features assuming an expression of faint distaste, said it was a dreadful bore, because wherever you went in Sussex you could see it from, and people would tell you that you could see it, when you could see with your own eyes that it was there.
“And looking exactly the same, whichever way round it is,” said Mrs. Brandon severely, “owing
