"It is all wrong.

I know it is all wrong." "What the world thinks is right can't be all wrong." Mrs.Yorke spoke decisively.
"When are you going away ?" the young man asked suddenly.
"In a few days." She spoke vaguely, but even as she spoke, she determined to leave next day.
"I thank you for all your kindness to me," said Keith, standing very straight and speaking rather hoarsely.
Mrs.Yorke's heart smote her.

If it were not for her daughter's welfare she could have liked this boy and befriended him.

A vision came to her from out of the dim past; a country boy with broad shoulders suddenly flashed before her; but she shut it off before it became clear.

She spoke kindly to Keith, and held out her hand to him with more real sincerity than she had felt in a long time.
"You are a good boy," she said, "and I wish I could have answered you otherwise, but it would have been simple madness.