He drew a quick breath.
"Of course, of course. It is a comfortable old house close to the river and lakes; but is well above them, so it's healthy. It is lovely. I don't want to conceal that fact. There are a few nice neighbours. My children adore their home; that's the only point we have in common. They won't stay at school, and I'm tired of trying to force them to do so. The boy is mostly confined to his couch. They're all three chock-full of mischief, and are thorough rebels of the first water! But I hear you have a flair for troublesome children."
"I love any child," said Anstice, with warmth. "They're the freshest, most wholesome things in creation, with all their powers and possibilities awaiting them."
"I rather think my youngsters only want a little more understanding. But as far as education and training go, they're little heathens."
"Do you want me as a governess or a housekeeper, or both?"
"No," said Justin Holme, turning his back upon her and gazing out of the window, "as neither—I want you as a wife."
"A wife!"
Anstice repeated his words, in utter amazement and incredulity.
He turned round, but though he faced her, his eyes were on the glowing coals. He would not meet her indignant gaze.
"Listen to me, please."