But I suppose Charles has never cared about that side of things.

His public work has absorbed him.

I doubt if he has ever really been in love"-- Miss Verity sighed.--"Yes, Hordle, thanks I'll wait in the long sitting-room.

Please let Sir Charles know I am there, that I came over to enquire for Miss Damaris.

He is getting up ?--Yes--I shall be here to luncheon, thanks." But, during the course of luncheon, that afore-mentioned split in Miss Verity's sympathies was fated to declare itself with ever growing distinctness.