I accepted my old friend's invitation to return with him to St.John's Wood, and to make my luncheon at his early dinner.
On our way back I reverted to the one other subject which was now uppermost in my mind.

I reiterated my resolution to discover why Eustace had not married me under the name that was really his own.
My companion shook his head, and entreated me to consider well beforehand what I proposed doing.

His advice to me--so strangely do extremes meet!--was my mother-in-law's advice, repeated almost word for word.

"Leave things as they are, my dear.

In the interest of your own peace of mind be satisfied with your husband's affection.