'So you think we had better sell the furniture.'
'I shall say nothing more about it. You must do as seems best to
you, Edwin.'
'Are you going to see your mother to-morrow?'
'Yes. I thought you would like to come too.'
'No; there's no good in my going.'
He again rose, and that night they talked no more of their
difficulties, though on the morrow (Sunday) it would be necessary
to decide their course in every detail.
CHAPTER XVII. THE PARTING
Amy did not go to church. Before her marriage she had done so as
a mere matter of course, accompanying her mother, but Reardon's
attitude with regard to the popular religion speedily became her
own; she let the subject lapse from her mind, and cared neither
to defend nor to attack where dogma was concerned. She had no
sympathies with mysticism; her nature was strongly practical,
with something of zeal for intellectual attainment superadded.
This Sunday morning she was very busy with domestic minutiae.
Reardon noticed what looked like preparations for packing, and
being as little disposed for conversation as his wife, he went
out and walked for a couple of hours in the Hampstead region.
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