“To Canada,” said Kirby briskly.
“For your trip?”
“For good and all,” he answered. “I’ve got leave—and sent in my resignation.”
“And I’ve sent in my resignation too,” she said. “Mr Wynne, try to think of me as only half a coward.”
“I—I don’t understand,” I stammered.
“But it’s your own doing,” he said. “Over there she won’t be a failure all her life!”
“Not because I’ve married him, at any rate,” Katharine said, looking very happy.
“I told you I should settle it—and so I did,” Kirby added. “And I’m grateful to you. I’m always grateful to a fellow who makes me understand.”
“Good heavens!” I cried. “You’re not making me responsible?”
“For all that follows!” she answered, with a merry laugh. “Yes!”