"Yes; but somehow," said Fanny, lowering her voice, "mamma has never been to London herself, and can't understand my longing. She is very proud of Milton; dirty, smoky place as I feel it to be. I believe she admires it the more for those very qualities."
"If it has been Mrs. Thornton's home for some years, I can well understand her loving it," said Margaret, in her clear, bell-like voice.
"What are you saying about me, Miss Hale? May I inquire?"
Margaret had not the words ready for an answer to this question, which took her a little by surprise, so Miss Thornton replied:
"Oh, mamma! we are only trying to account for your being so fond of Milton."

'Yes; but somehow,' said Fanny, lowering her voice, 'mamma has never been to London, and can't understand my longing. She is very proud of Milton, dirty and smoky as it is. I believe she admires it for those very qualities.'
'If it has been Mrs. Thornton's home for some years, I can understand her loving it,' said Margaret, in her clear voice.
'What are you saying about me, Miss Hale? May I inquire?'
Miss Thornton replied: 'Oh, mamma! we are only trying to account for your being so fond of Milton.'
