She paused. But Norman did not help her. He continued to wait.
"He—Mr. Tetlow—acted very strangely," she went on. "I spoke to him. He stared at me as if he weren't going to speak—as if I weren't fit to speak to."
"Oh!" said Norman.
"Then he came hurrying after me. And he said, 'Do you know that Norman is to be married in two weeks?'"
"So!" said Norman.
"And I said, 'What of it? How does that interest me?'"
"It didn't interest you?"
"I was surprised that you hadn't spoken of it," replied she. "But I was more interested in Mr. Tetlow's manner. What do you think he said next?"
"I can't imagine," said Norman.
"Why—that I was even more shameless than he thought. He said: 'Oh, I know all about you. I found out by accident. I shan't tell anyone, for I can't help loving you still. But it has killed my belief in woman to find out that you would sell yourself.'"