"That is my advice."
"But there is no post between this and Monday," said Cecilia temporizing.
"Send her a message by the wires."
"You cannot explain this by a telegram, Theodore. Besides, why should she not come? Her coming can do no harm. If you were to tell your mother now of all this, it would prevent the possibility of things ever being right."
"Things,—that is, this thing, never will be right," said he.
"But let us see. She will be here on Monday, and if you think it best you can tell her everything. Indeed, she must be told when she is here, for I could not keep it from her. I could not smile and talk to her about him and make her think that it is all right."
"Not you! I should be very sorry if you could."
"But I think I could make her understand that she should not decide upon breaking with him altogether."
"And I think I could make her understand that she ought to do so."
"But you wouldn't do that, Theodore?"