“We’ll tell Rose to say you’re not at home.”
“No! I want you to see him! Listen, Mother!”
“Yes?”
Andrée looked at her with a stern glance.
“You’ll have to send him away,” she said. “Tell him it’s all over. I’ll never see him again.”
“Do you mean that, Andrée?”
“It would hardly do to introduce a little Stephens into our household,” said Andrée, with a frigid smile.
“But what shall I say?”
“I don’t care. Anything! Only, Mother, if you ever let him guess the truth, I’ll never, never forgive you! My life is ruined. I’ve got to give him up. But—it’s so ridiculous and humiliating. No one must ever know!”
“But they can’t help knowing!”