“Ah, I can believe that,” she replied.
“I think he had only two interests—myself and the Corporation. So you see why I’d rather save that and be a beggar the rest of my natural life. But I’m not a beggar. Damory Court alone is worth—I know it now—a hundred times what I left.”
“But to give up your own world—to let it all slip by, and to come here to a spot that to you must seem desperately dull.”
“I came here because the door of the old life was closed to me.”
“You closed it yourself,” she answered quickly.
“Maybe. But for whatever reason, it was closed. And you call this dull—dull? Why, my life seems never to have had real interest before!”
“I’m so glad you think that! You are so utterly different from what I imagined you!”
“I could never have imagined you,” he said, “never.”
“I must be terribly outré.”
“You are so many women in one. When I listened to your harp playing I could hardly believe it was the same you I saw galloping across the fields that morning. Now you are a different woman from both of those.”