Juanna took no heed of his sarcasm, she was too intent on other thoughts.
“And are you engaged to her now?”
“No, I suppose not. Her father broke off the match when we lost our fortunes.”
“She must have been very sorry?”
“Yes, she was very sorry.”
“How interesting! You must not think me curious, Mr. Outram, but I have never come across a love affair—that is a white love affair—out of a novel. Of course she often writes to you?”
“I have never heard from her since I left England.”
“Indeed! Surely she might have written or sent a message?”
“I suppose that her father forbade it,” Leonard answered; but in his heart he also thought that Jane might have written or sent a message, and could well guess why none had come.
“Ah! her father. Tell me, was she very beautiful?”