"Come, come, my dear fellow," said Mr. Walkingshaw soothingly. "I owe you an explanation, of course, but when you've heard it, I know you'll agree I've done the right thing."
"An explanation!" exclaimed Andrew sardonically. "Go on, let's hear it."
"I can give you the gist of it in a sentence: she loves Frank, and she doesn't love you. Now, in that case, which of you ought she to marry?"
"That's nothing to do with it—"
"What! love's nothing to do with marriage?"
"When a woman's once engaged, she's got to implement her promise."
"Whether it makes her happy or miserable?"
"Who was miserable, I'd like to know?"
"Ellen."