"Exactly what do you mean by that, Helen ?" "I am not quite sure," Helen continued, "that when the moment has really come, and your head is upturned and your arms outstretched, and your feet have left this world in which you are now, I am not quite sure that you will find all that you seek." "You think he doesn't love me ?" "I am not convinced," Helen replied calmly, "that you love him." "Why, you idiot," Philippa declared feverishly, "of course I love him! I think he is one of the sweetest, most lovable persons I ever knew, and as to his being a Swede, I shouldn't care whether he were a Fiji Islander or a Chinese." Helen nodded sympathetically.
"I agree with you," she said, "but listen.

You know that I haven't uttered a single word to dissuade you.

Well, then, grant me just one thing.

Before you start off this evening, tell Mr.Lessingham the truth, whatever it may be, the truth which you haven't told me.

It very likely won't make any difference.