“Nor do I. Any one who knows me will understand that I do not give my approval to this marriage just because I attend its ceremonial in the capacity of an unwilling witness.”
“Then why go?”
“Because I value your honor above my own peace. Because I love our common benefactor, and know that he would never pardon me if I let his darling be married, however contrary her union might be to his wishes, without lending the support of my presence to make the transaction at least a respectable one.”
“But in so doing you will be involved in a world of deception—which you hate.”
“Any more so than now?”
“Mr. Clavering does not return with me, Eleanore.”
“No, I supposed not.”
“I leave him immediately after the ceremony.”
Eleanore bowed her head.
“He goes to Europe.” A pause.