But his people certainly won't; and your father will think it--" "Madness," she was going to say, but with her usual instinct for the moderate fastidious word she corrected it to "foolish." Marcella's tired eyes were all wilfulness and defiance.
"I can't help it.

I couldn't do it.

I will tell Aldous at once.

It must be put off for a month.

And even that," she added with a shudder, "will be bad enough." Mrs.Boyce could not help an unperceived shrug of the shoulders, and a movement of pity towards the future husband.