"You are unjust, Worth! For my part, I am persuaded that she repents bitterly of all that has passed. Oh, if only Charles is spared, I shall be so glad to see him reunited to her!"
"That is fortunate, since I have little doubt that you will see it."
"You don't think it will do?"
"I am not a judge of what will suit Charles. It would not do for me. She will certainly lead him a pretty dance."
"Oh no, no! I am sure you are mistaken!"
He smiled at the distress in her face, and pinched her chin. "I daresay I may be. I will admit, it you like, that I prefer this match to the one you tried to make for Charles, my dear!"
She blushed. "Oh, don't speak of that! At least there is nothing of that lack of openness in Bab."
"Nothing at all," he agreed somewhat dryly.
She saw that she could not talk him round to her way of thinking, and allowed the conversation to drop.
They had scarcely got up from the breakfast table, a little later, when they received a morning call from Mr and Mrs Fisher.