“Don’t carry honesty too far. No, I don’t consult my wife about my office appointments.”
“It isn’t honesty; but I couldn’t stand having you change your mind when—”
“When my wife tells me to? I promise you not to do that.”
Wayne found that the interview was over, although he had not been able to express his gratitude.
“I know what you are feeling,” said Farron. “Good-by.”
“I can’t understand why you are doing it, Mr. Farron; but—”
“It needn’t matter to you. Good-by.”
With a sensation that in another instant he might be out of the house, Wayne metaphorically caught at the door-post.
“I must see Mathilde before I go,” he said.
Farron shook his head.