"How did you learn?"
"I really beg your pardon," said Semingham, "but the fact is—Ruston taught me."
"Let's change the subject," said Adela, smiling.
"A charming child, this Marjory Valentine," observed Semingham. "She's too good for young Evan. I'm very glad she wouldn't have him."
"I'm not."
"You're always sorry other girls don't marry. Heaven knows why."
"Well, I'm sorry she didn't take Evan."
"Why?"
"I can't tell you."
"Not—not the forbidden topic?"