Still John noticed the false note of make-believe through all her attentions and he was hardly sorry when she ended a conversation about Harry's affairs by a sudden and unexpected reversion to her own.

"John," she said, with marked interest, "I was telling you last night about my visit to Hatton Hall while you were in London.

You interrupted and then left me.

Have you any objections to my finishing the story now?
I shall not go to Hatton Hall again and as mother declines to tell her own fault, it is only fair to me that you know the whole truth.

I don't want you to think worse of me than is necessary." "Tell me whatever you wish, Jane, then we will forget the subject." "As if that were possible! O John, as if it were possible to forget one hour of our life together!" "You are right.