“I spoke for you.”
“Yes.” The words choked her, but she spoke them—“I am grateful to you for that. But if she found me talking to you again—especially if she knew you came here to see me, she would send me away at once. She told me so.”
“How is she to know?”
“The children—”
“I'll take care of that.”
“You can't prevent it. In any case—”
Bob said bitterly: “In any case! Yes, that's it. In any case you hate the sight of me.”
She cried: “Oh, why will you speak like that? I mean that in any case it is not right. I promised.”
Bob laughed. “If that's all, it is all right. You didn't promise for me.”
“It makes no difference. You say you are sorry—I believe you are sorry. You can only show it one way. Mr. Chater, please leave me alone.”