“And sooner than go against them you would have your sister suffer. You could have got her down to Swanage by a word, but you had scruples. And scruples are all very well. I am as scrupulous as any man alive, I hope; but when it is a case like this, when there is a question of madness—”
“I deny it’s madness.”
“You said just now—”
“It’s madness when I say it, but not when you say it.”
Henry shrugged his shoulders. “Margaret! Margaret!” he groaned. “No education can teach a woman logic. Now, my dear, my time is valuable. Do you want me to help you or not?”
“Not in that way.”
“Answer my question. Plain question, plain answer. Do—”
Charles surprised them by interrupting. “Pater, we may as well keep Howards End out of it,” he said.
“Why, Charles?”
Charles could give no reason; but Margaret felt as if, over tremendous distance, a salutation had passed between them.