"It's too late to talk like that. In half-an-hour I start for Sandy Bay to stay with Violet. My luggage is already at the station." "Yes," I said, "and you leave me here alone to look after everything." "Well, what of that?" she said. "Don't you often leave _me_ alone here to look after everything?" "Ah, but that's different. When I go away _rien n'est change; il n'y a qu'un Anglais de moins_." "My own Parisian one!" she murmured. "The mistress-mind remains and things go on being controlled. Lord love you, _my_ absence makes no difference." "What you mean is," she said, "that you simply can't get on without me. Isn't that it?" "If you put it in that way," I said, "you can't expect me to admit it." "Well, it comes to that, doesn't it?" "What I mean to say is that it's your fault." "Aha," she said triumphantly, "I knew you'd mean to say that sooner or later. Everything's my fault, of course." "It is," I said, "an arguable proposition." "And how do you prove it in this particular case?" "Easily," I said. "You have neglected to train me for the daily work of a household and a family." "You never asked to be trained," she said. "No," I said, "I was too proud and too sensitive. I did not come to you and say, 'Let me beard the cook in her fastness. Let me order the sirloin of beef for the mid-day meal. Let me rebuke the housemaid, or raise her wages, or give her notice,' or whatever it is that one does in the case of a housemaid. I did not ask that I too might be allowed to talk bulbs or Alpine plants to the gardener. I did not plead that I might order dresses or medicine for the girls, or watch over John's putting to bed. All these things, because you were haughty about them, I left to you; and you--what did you do?" "I generally went and did them." "And that," I said, "is just what I complain of." "You wouldn't have liked it," she said, "if I hadn't." "You ought," I said, "to have taken me into your counsels, instead of leaving me to eat out my heart in total ignorance of all the things that make the world a happier and a better place. Votes for women, indeed! First let there be homes for men." "Shall I ring for a glass of water?" she said. "There must be no sarcasm," I said. "This is too serious for sarcasm. Besides, think what will happen." "Well, what?" "John," I said, "will fall into the fishpond." "You can have his clothes dried." "No," I said, "I shall spank him. It is my only remedy." "Anything else?" "Peggy will tumble off her bicycle and cut her knee." "Anyhow, you can't spank her for that." "And there will be a message from the kitchen to say that there are no mutton cutlets in England." "You can eat beef or chicken." "And Rosie will have to see the dentist, and Helen will want to go out to tea, and there will be holes in all their boots; and ladies whom I have never seen will call on you and will be shown in on me. Oh, it is a terrible prospect!" "It does sound rather blood-curdling," she said.