"Never mind why. You made it: that is enough for me."
Mavis's eyes softened. Then she and Harold fell to talking of Melkbridge and Montague Devitt; presently of Victoria.
"I hope she was kind to you at Melkbridge," said Harold.
"Very," declared Mavis, saying what was untrue.
"Dear Vic is a little disappointing. I'm always reproaching myself I don't love her more than I do. Have you ever met the man she married?"
"Mr. Perigal? I've met him," replied Mavis.
"Do you like him?"
"I scarcely remember."
"I don't overmuch. I'm sorry Vic married him, although my people were, of course, delighted."
"Why?"