Aldous's slow minor made her impatient.
He turned presently to ask her what she had been doing with her morning--asking her with a certain precision, and observing her attentively.

She replied that she had been showing Mr.Wharton the house, that he had walked down with her to the village, and was gone to a meeting at Widrington.

Then she remarked that he was very good company, and very clever, but dreadfully sure of his own opinion.
Finally she laughed, and said drily: "There will be no putting him down all the same.

I haven't told anybody yet, but he saved my life this morning." Aldous caught her wrists.
"Saved your life! Dear--What do you mean ?" She explained, giving the little incident all--perhaps more than--its dramatic due.

He listened with evident annoyance, and stood pondering when she came to an end.
"So I shall be expected to take quite a different view of him henceforward ?" he inquired at last, looking round at her, with a very forced smile.
"I am sure I don't know that it matters to him what view anybody takes of him," she cried, flushing.