"His was once!"
"Before he met—you and me? I made the best job I could. I cemented the breakage; I couldn't undo it."
"I would rather—"
"He'd picturesquely drown himself?"
"Oh, no," she said, with a shudder; "but it lowers my ideal of him."
"That, considering your position, is not wholly a bad thing."
"Do you think he's justified in doing it?"
"To tell the truth, I don't see quite to the bottom of him. But he will do great things."
"Now he is well quit of me?"
Sir Roderick smiled.