He turned to her, calm but very grave, and his dark eyes seemed to reproach her.
"This is ill done, Ruth," said he.
"Ill done, or well done," she answered him, "done it is, and shall so remain." He raised his brows.

"Ah," said he, "I appear, then, to have misapprehended the situation.

From what Gervase told me, I understood it was your brother forced you to return." "Not forced, sir," she answered him.
"Induced, then," said he.

"It but remains me to induce you to repair what I think was a mistake." She shook her head.

"I have returned home for good," said she.
"You'll pardon me," said he, "that I am so egotistical as to prefer Zoyland Chase to Lupton House.