"Why not? I must answer it, and what can I say?"
"If you go there, that woman will be your wife, and you'll never have a happy day again as long as you live. The match is broken off, and she knows it. I shouldn't take the slightest notice of her, or of her cousin, or of any of them. If she chooses to bring an action against you, that is another thing."
Lord Fawn paused for a few moments before he answered. "I think I ought to go," he said.
"And I am sure that you ought not. It is not only about the diamonds,—though that was quite enough to break off any engagement. Have you forgotten what I told you that the man saw at Portray?"
"I don't know that the man spoke the truth."
"But he did."
"And I hate that kind of espionage. It is so very likely that mistakes should be made."
"When she was sitting in his arms,—and kissing him! If you choose to do it, Frederic, of course you must. We can't prevent it. You are free to marry any one you please."
"I'm not talking of marrying her."
"What do you suppose she wants you to go there for? As for political life, I am quite sure it would be the death of you. If I were you I wouldn't go near her. You have got out of the scrape, and I would remain out."