There's that nice good old Mrs. Shaw in one, so clean and tidy always,
and the shoemaker, a very good man except for his enormous family, in
the other. I will not turn them out."
"Put 'em in the empty lodge at the north gate," suggested Tussie.
"They'd be delighted."
Lady Shuttleworth turned angrily on Fritzing--she was indeed greatly
irritated by Tussie's unaccountable behaviour. "Why don't you build
for yourself?" she asked.
"My niece has set her heart on these cottages in such a manner that I
actually fear the consequences to her health if she does not get
them."
"Now, mother, you really can't make Mr. Neumann-Schultz's niece ill."
"Dearest boy, have you suddenly lost your senses?"
"Not unless it's losing them to be ready to do a kindness."
"Well said, well said, young man," said Fritzing approvingly.
"Tussie, have I ever shirked doing a kindness?" asked Lady
Shuttleworth, touched on her tenderest point.
"Never. And that's why I can't let you begin now," said Tussie,
smiling at her.
"Well said, well said, young man," approved Fritzing.
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