"Is it fair to me?"
"Perhaps not, but it is fair to her, and that is why I must remain silent."
"Before God, I shall know the truth,—from her, if not from you,—and—"
"If you love her, if you will be kind to her, you will let her go her way in peace."
He was struck by the somewhat sinister earnestness of her words.
"Tell me where I may find her," he said, setting his jaw.
"It will not be difficult for you to find her," she said, frowning, "if you insist on pursuing her."
"You drive her away from your house, Sara Wrandall, and yet expect me to believe that your motives are friendly. Why should I accept your word as final?"
"I did not drive her away, nor did I ask her to stay."
He stared hard at her.