'Of course I ought not to have spoken to you yet,--not until everything was settled.

I am sorry--of course it will come out all right, only till then it wasn't fair.

I didn't mean to,--not even when I came this afternoon.

But seeing you,--I wasn't strong enough,--I gave in.' Clarice felt a pulse of satisfaction, and her lips shaped to a smile.
'Ah, you don't regret it,' he exclaimed, and the look of humiliation passed from his face.

'Your father's in the library,' he went on; 'I had better go and tell him.