"It never is," said Tarvrille genially.
"We've loved each other a long time. It's just flared out here."
"No doubt of that," said Tarvrille. "It's been like a beacon to all Surrey."
"It's one of those cases where things have to be readjusted. The best thing to do is for Mary and me to go abroad——"
"Yes, but does Mary think so?"
"Look here!" said Philip in a voice thick with rage. "I won't have Mary divorced. I won't. See? I won't."
"What the devil's it got to do with you?" I asked with an answering flash of fury.
Tarvrille's arm ran through mine. "Nobody's going to divorce Mary," he said reassuringly. "Not even Justin. He doesn't want to, and nobody else can, and there you are!"
"But we two——"
"You two have had a tremendously good time. You've got found out—and there you are!"