When the Girls Came Out
"Poor Georgie," said I. "What did he say?"
"Oh!" Drusilla stamped her foot. "I've no patience with Georgie. He stood there as sulky as an owl and said nothing. He didn't even take her to the station, but let the coachman do it in the dog-cart. When she had gone, he cried. He didn't seem to mind me being there, but I wish he had done it before Diana. It would have been kinder. His mother cried too, for sympathy, I was crying all the time. Oh we have had a happy afternoon. Georgie's mother doesn't seem to mind the money being gone, but she was dreadfully upset when Georgie said he was going to earn his own living. How funny people are."
"Perhaps a little honest hard work will do our precious boy a power of good," said I hopefully. "Who knows but it might be the making of him."
Drusilla sighed.
"I rather like the way Georgie's made," she murmured. "But perhaps you are right."
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