Ronald, so vaguely it sounded almost
supercilious to Claire.
In an instant her pride rose in revolt, rebelling against the notion he
might have, that she could possibly put forth any claim upon his
consideration.
"O, please, _please_ don't think of me, Martha," she cried vehemently.
"I have entirely other plans. You mustn't give me, or my affairs, a
thought, in settling your own. You must do what's best for _you_. You
mustn't count for, or _on_, me in the least. I have not told you before,
but I've made up my mind I must resign my position at Mrs. Sherman's,
anyway. I'll write her at once. I'll tell her myself, of course, but I
tell you now to show that you mustn't have me in mind, at all, in making
your plans."
Martha's low-pitched voice fell upon Claire's tense, nervous one with
soothing calmness.
"Certaintly not, Miss Claire," she said.
"And you'll write to your husband and report to him what I propose,"
suggested Mr. Ronald, as if over Claire's head.
"Shoor I will, sir!"
"And if he likes the idea, my secretary will discuss the details with
him later.
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