Having begun with a mistake, Olivia went on with it. "Did he say—anything in particular?"
"He said a good many things, on and off."
"Some of which might have been—in particular?"
"All of them, if it comes to that."
"Why did you never tell me?"
"For one reason, because you never asked me."
"Have you any idea why I'm asking you now?"
"Not the faintest. I dare say we sha'n't see anything more of him for years to come."
"Did you—did you—refuse him? Did you send him away?"
"Well, that's one thing I didn't have to do, thank the Lord. There was no necessity. I was afraid at one time that mother might make him propose to me—she's terribly subtle in that way, though you mightn't think it—but she didn't. No; if Peter's in love with any one, it's not with me."