“She sent for me.”
“She’s probably sent for everybody else,” Betty said. “She’s killed herself, I know she has.”
“What makes you think so?”
“Her heart is broken, she’s been suffering terribly.”
“I don’t think she would have sent for me if she had been going to kill herself,” Preston Eustace said, a little as if he would have added, “We are not on those terms.”
“I don’t suppose she would,” Betty said. “But oh, Preston, I’m so worried about her. I don’t know where she is or anything. I tell you her heart is broken.”
“I didn’t know you believed in hearts—broken or otherwise, Betty.”
“I believe in Nancy’s heart.”
“You never believed in mine.”
“You never gave me much reason to, Preston. You—you let me give you back your ring the first time I threatened to.”