"Very lonely," she replied and then sighed, "Nay, that part wasn't on purpose. Ye have been gone quite a bit and whenever ye are here, I hardly see ye. I wasn't sneaking around." And then her eyes widened, "Ye don't have to take me clock! I just said I intended for ye to meet him! Give it back, Pony McBride. Ye have no room to speak on sneaking about, ye scoundrel. People have seen ye with a woman and ye have never once came ta me and said anything. Hah, so ye cannot take me clock for me doing what ye do. Furthermore, ye leave the babes out of it. They are taken well care of and ye well know it. Check fer yerself." She was mad.