"Abroad somewhere."
"Does he take his wife with him?"
She laughed light-heartedly, as though relieved from some oppression.
"No, I fancy not—in fact I think it is rather to escape her."
"Oh!" he said, and relapsed into silence. Then suddenly reverting to his original train of thought, which Darcy's name suggested, he spoke abruptly:—
"Why did you ask me to drive with you this afternoon?"
"Because I wanted to talk to you—no, I didn't— I wanted you to talk to me."
"About last night?"
"Yes."
"But it's impossible—if you can believe——!" he cried hotly.