I should think that you treat me as you do because you do not care for me and do care for some other person did I not know you to be utterly incapable of caring for anybody.

Do you want to make me hate you, Honoria ?" Geoffrey's low concentrated voice and earnest manner told his wife, who was watching him with something like a smile upon her clear-cut lips, how deeply he was moved.

He had lost his self-control, and exposed his heart to her--a thing he rarely did, and that in itself was a triumph which she did not wish to pursue at the moment.

Geoffrey was not a man to push too far.
"If you have quite finished, Geoffrey, there is something I should like to say----" "Oh, curse it all!" he broke in.
"Yes ?" she said calmly and interrogatively, and made a pause, but as he did not specially apply his remark to anybody or anything, she continued: "If these flowers of rhetoric are over, what I have to say is this: I do not intend to stay in this horrid place any longer.

I am going to-morrow to my brother Garsington.