'Nothing, sir, nobody.'
'And what did Owen say to that?'
'I don't think anything more particular passed between us. He was very kind, sir.'
'I daresay. But what made him go away?'
'I think it must have been because he thought you would send me away.'
'And you don't want to marry my son Owen?'
'No, sir.'
Gladys' voice wavered slightly as she said this.
'Ha, ha! He's a fine young man, however.'
'Yes, sir, and very kind.'