"So was I, awfully!"
"Do you think it was my fault, Mr. Lane?"
"Not a bit. So far as it was anybody's fault, it was mine."
"How yours?"
"Well, you see, he thought—"
"Yes, I see. You needn't go on. He thought you were out of the question, and therefore—"
"Now, Lady Claudia, are you going to quarrel again?"
"No, I don't think so. Only you are so annoying. Is he in great trouble?"
"He was. I think he's better now. But it was a terrible blow to him, as it would be to any one."
"To you?"