Though she was really no wiser than before about the exact relationship between Prudence and Fabian, it seemed that things were going well; the position was satisfactory, and no doubt their engagement would be announced quite soon, perhaps when the real spring weather came. Jane began to imagine Prudence settled in the village as Fabian’s wife. It would be such a comfort to have her near and she would certainly make an admirable mistress—in the right sense, Jane told herself smilingly—of his house. She could give cultured little dinner parties with candles on the table and the right wines and
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