“You are not very friendly,” said George, whose temper was fast getting the better of him.
“I am sorry. I do not wish to be unfriendly.”
“So I hear that my ward has been staying here whilst I was ill.”
“Yes, he was staying here.”
“And I am also told that there was some boy-and-girl love affair between you. I suppose that he indulged in a flirtation to wile away the time.”
Angela turned upon him, too angry to speak.
“Well, you need not look at me like that. You surely never expect to see him again, do you?”
“If we both live, I shall certainly see him again; indeed, I shall, in any case.”
“You will never see him again.”
“Why not?”