You want also, from moment to moment, to think such desperately different things.

What happened," he went on, "was that you fell violently in love with the Prince yourself, and that as you couldn't get me out of the way you had to take some roundabout course.

You couldn't marry him, any more than Charlotte could--that is not to yourself.

But you could to somebody else--it was always the Prince, it was always marriage.

You could to your little friend, to whom there were no objections." "Not only there were no objections, but there were reasons, positive ones--and all excellent, all charming." She spoke with an absence of all repudiation of his exposure of the spring of her conduct; and this abstention, clearly and effectively conscious, evidently cost her nothing.