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"
Tell
Amy
it
’
s
no
good
coming
after
me
.
Anyhow
,
I
shall
change
my
hotel
,
so
she
wouldn
’
t
be
able
to
find
me
.
"
"
My
own
impression
is
that
she
’
s
well
rid
of
you
,
"
I
said
.
"
My
dear
fellow
,
I
only
hope
you
’
ll
be
able
to
make
her
see
it
.
But
women
are
very
unintelligent
.
"
When
I
reached
London
I
found
waiting
for
me
an
urgent
request
that
I
should
go
to
Mrs
.
Strickland
’
s
as
soon
after
dinner
as
I
could
.
I
found
her
with
Colonel
MacAndrew
and
his
wife
.
Mrs
.
Strickland
’
s
sister
was
older
than
she
,
not
unlike
her
,
but
more
faded
;
and
she
had
the
efficient
air
,
as
though
she
carried
the
British
Empire
in
her
pocket
,
which
the
wives
of
senior
officers
acquire
from
the
consciousness
of
belonging
to
a
superior
caste
.
Her
manner
was
brisk
,
and
her
good
-
breeding
scarcely
concealed
her
conviction
that
if
you
were
not
a
soldier
you
might
as
well
be
a
counter
-
jumper
.
She
hated
the
Guards
,
whom
she
thought
conceited
,
and
she
could
not
trust
herself
to
speak
of
their
ladies
,
who
were
so
remiss
in
calling
.
Her
gown
was
dowdy
and
expensive
.
Mrs
.
Strickland
was
plainly
nervous
.
"
Well
,
tell
us
your
news
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
saw
your
husband
.
I
’
m
afraid
he
’
s
quite
made
up
his
mind
not
to
return
.
"
I
paused
a
little
.
"
He
wants
to
paint
.
"
"
What
do
you
mean
?
"
cried
Mrs
.
Strickland
,
with
the
utmost
astonishment
.
"
Did
you
never
know
that
he
was
keen
on
that
sort
of
thing
.
"
"
He
must
be
as
mad
as
a
hatter
,
"
exclaimed
the
Colonel
.
