MRS. H. Partly he does not see, partly he cannot help it. He has
been so entirely accustomed to have all those family and parish
details taken off his hands, and borne easily as they were when your
dear grandmamma and I were both there at home, that he cannot
understand that they can be over much--especially as they are so
small in themselves. Besides, he is not so young as he was, and
your dear mother cannot bear to trouble him.
C. Well, I shall go there in September and see about it. It is
impossible before.
MRS. H. In the hopping holidays, when the stress of work is over!
Cannot you see with your own eyes how fagged and ill your mother
looks, and how much she wants help?
C. Oh! she will be all right again after this rest. I tell you,
Aunt Phrasie, it is _IMPOSSIBLE_ at present--(CAB STOPS).