‘You can never tell why people like each other.’
Two days later, she died. She was buried at Yearsly. The house
in Campden Hill Square was sold, and some of her things were
sold. I had not room for much. Cousin Delia had some, and she
helped me with it all. And that was a chapter closed.
Cousin Delia did not die. She did not seem very different from
what she had always been, and she often talked of Hugo as though
he were still alive.