“Now, Yanna, you are getting impossible again. You will not do anything to meet me. In disagreements, people generally each ‘give in’ a little.”
“Not on such a question as this. I will have all of love’s honor and service, or I will have none of it. I hate secrecy in anything, I fear it in love. Besides, my father says, it is a wrong to me. His decision includes mine, Harry.”
“Then I suppose my visit is utterly useless. Mother said it would be.”
“So you have been talking to Mrs. Filmer again?”
“Oh! you do press a poor distracted man so hardly! Mother talked to me. And she seems a little bitter about you. What did you say to her, Yanna?”
“Ask her what she said to me, Harry.”
“Of course, I shall work with all my power to get our engagement on a footing to please you, Yanna. But you know, a mother is a mother, and it is hard to go against her when she is working for the good of your sister, and your family, and all that; and——”
“Our engagement! We are not engaged!” They were at the door by this time, and Yanna said: “Will you come in, Harry?”
“Of course I will come in. What do you mean by saying, ‘We are not engaged’? You said you loved me. You said you would marry me. Is not your promise an engagement?”
“Only under certain conditions; which conditions you are not willing to fulfil.”