"I'm going; and I'm much obliged to Doris for her abuse. She's always been the same about me—sneering and snarling!"
"I've never made a fool of myself about you. That's what you can't forgive, Harry."
"Go, my dear fellow, go," said Andy. "What's the use of this?"
Harry moved off towards the door. As he went out, he said over his shoulder, "At any rate you can't say I'm not doing the square thing now!"
They heard the "Boots" open the door of the inn for him; a moment later his step passed the window. Andy came and sat down by the Nun; she caught his big hand in hers.
"I'm trying hard not to cry. I don't want to break my record. How did it all happen?"
"Wellgood came back before they expected him. Harry met her—by chance, he says—after he'd left Vivien, and he was carried away, he says. Somehow or other—I don't quite understand how—Vivien came on the scene again. Then Wellgood was on to them, and had the whole thing out, before his daughter. It seems that he's in love with Miss Vintry himself—so I understood Harry. That, of course, didn't make him any kinder."
"It's cruel, cruel, cruel!"
"Yes, but do you remember a talk we had about it once?"
"Yes. You thought this—this sort of thing would really be the best."