Stephen was much surprised. And on Saturday night not a word, not an indication of this intention. ‘Had you asked her?’ he inquired. ‘Oh, Stephen--as though I would without your consent!’ ‘No. Of course not, darling. But when----?’ ‘Yesterday.’ ‘On a Sunday?’ ‘Yes. And I’m afraid--oh, Stephen, I do think she doesn’t mean to go away very soon, because she has brought two trunks.’ Stephen was much moved by this news. He looked at his wife in real dismay. He considered he was still in his honeymoon. What were three months? Nothing. To people who loved as he and Virginia loved they were absolutely nothing, and to have a parent come and interrupt, and especially a parent to whom the whole place had so recently belonged.... Unfortunate; unfortunate; unfortunate to the last degree. ‘How very odd,’ said Stephen, who till now had regarded his mother-in-law as a monument of tact; adding, after a pause, ‘Two trunks, did you say? You counted them, I suppose. Two trunks. That is certainly a large number. And your mother said nothing at all of this when I dined with her on Saturday----’ ‘I do hope, darling,’ interrupted Virginia anxiously, ‘that you had enough to eat?’ ‘Plenty, plenty,’ said Stephen, waving the recollection of the scrambled eggs aside. ‘She said no word at all, Virginia. On the contrary, she assured me she was coming to St. Clement’s to hear me preach last night.’ ‘Oh, Stephen--I simply can’t understand how she could bear to miss that!’ ‘Have you any idea, my love, what made her come down unannounced?’ asked Stephen, the joy of his homecoming completely clouded over. ‘No, darling. I can’t make it out. It really puzzles me.’ ‘You have no theory at all?’ ‘None.’ ‘Nor any idea as to the length of her proposed stay?’ ‘Only the idea of the two trunks. Mother hasn’t said a word, and I can’t very well ask.’ ‘No,’ said Stephen thoughtfully. ‘No.’ And added, ‘It is very disquieting.’ It was; for he saw clearly what an awkward situation must arise with the abdicated monarch alongside of the reigning one for any time longer than a day or two, and also, since nothing particular appeared to have brought her down, she must have come idly, on an impulse, because she had nothing else to do,--and to be idle, to drift round, seemed to him really a great pity for any human being. It led inevitably to mischief. Fruitful activity was of the first importance for every one, he couldn’t but think, especially for one’s wife’s mother. But it must take place somewhere else. That was essential: it must take place somewhere else. ‘Well, perhaps,’ he said, stroking Virginia’s hair, endeavouring to give and get comfort, ‘in spite of the trunks it will only be for a day or two. Ladies do take large amounts of luggage about with them.’ Virginia shook her head. ‘Mother doesn’t,’ she said. ‘Each time before she only brought a bag.’ They were silent. He left off stroking her hair.