“Yes, I am—some. I want you to consider whether it’s better on the whole that you should go to Rome.”
“I thought you were going to say that!” he answered rather artlessly.
“You have considered it then?”
“Of course I have, very carefully. I’ve looked all round it. Otherwise I shouldn’t have come so far as this. That’s what I stayed in Paris two months for. I was thinking it over.”
“I’m afraid you decided as you liked. You decided it was best because you were so much attracted.”
“Best for whom, do you mean?” Goodwood demanded.
“Well, for yourself first. For Mrs. Osmond next.”
“Oh, it won’t do her any good! I don’t flatter myself that.”
“Won’t it do her some harm?—that’s the question.”
“I don’t see what it will matter to her. I’m nothing to Mrs. Osmond. But if you want to know, I do want to see her myself.”