"I understand," he said.
"You always understand, Montague," she replied. "You're the most satisfactory of friends."
He made a deprecatory gesture. He was as averse as she to praise.
"You were about to tell of the Lorraine offer?" he reminded her.
And she told him all—not withholding even the final scene.
"I am not surprised," he remarked, when she had finished. "It is just what one might expect from Lorraine. He was not too strong-minded to start with, and this affair seems to have put him entirely to the bad. He is keeping his own counsel now, however, which is suspicious. As you say, he is long overdue for a change of mind, and it doesn't seem to be forthcoming. How does he act when he sees you—if you've noticed?"
"It is rather queer but I haven't seen him since that afternoon. Possibly because I've been at the Club very rarely—not over a half-dozen times, I should say—you were with me on the most of them."
"At least he has been quiescent," Pendleton added—"and sticking to business, I hear, most assiduously. In that respect your coming back seems to have steadied him."
"I'm glad to have done him some good indirectly," she smiled.