"Lady Errington, don't you think you are rather hard upon Guy?"
She turned her face towards him sharply.
"Why do you ask that?" she demanded coldly.
"I am afraid it is a liberty," answered Eustace slowly, "but you see I am Guy's cousin, so the near relationship must excuse my apparent rudeness. But the fact is you don't seem perfectly happy."
"I am happy, perfectly happy I have everything in the world I desire--health, wealth and my darling child."
"I see you don't count your husband among your blessings," said Eustace.
"Oh, yes! I'm very fond of Guy. He is the father of my child!"
"Is that the only reason you are fond of him?"
"Really, Mr. Gartney, I do not see by what right you speak like this to me," she said with great hauteur.
"I beg your pardon," said Eustace, with cold politeness. "I was wrong to do so."