'A very discreet woman, too,' continued Bruce. 'And what news about
Hyacinth?'
'None, I think. She seems very happy.'
'Happy! That can't last.'
After dinner Bruce followed Edith into the drawing-room, looked angrily at the flowers and said—
'Now what's the meaning of all this? Mind, I'm not jealous. It isn't my nature to be. What I dislike is being made a fool of. If I thought that Raggett, after all I've done for him—'
'Oh, Bruce! How can you be so absurd? A poor harmless creature—'
'Harmless creature, indeed! I think it extremely marked, calling on you when I was out.'
'He didn't know you were out. It's the usual time to pay a visit, and he really came just to ask me to belong to the Society.'
'I don't call Raggett a society man.'
'He's a secret-society man,' said Edith. 'He wants me to be a
Legitimist.'