"I do, my dear. He looked like it when he put those papers back into his pocket. I know what his face means so well."
"It is not possible," said Sophia. "He promised, and he got us to have those horrid people because he promised."
"Well, my dear, if your father says that we can't go back, I suppose we must take his word for it. It is he must decide of course. What he meant I suppose was, that he would take us back if he could."

"I do, my dear. He looked like it when he put those papers into his pocket. I know what his face means."
"It is not possible," said Sophia. "He promised, and he got us to have those horrid people because he promised."
"Well, my dear, if your father says that we can't go back to London, we must take his word for it. I suppose that he would take us back if he could."
