'I have just come from Jack,' I said, as we left the house for a walk after dinner.
She did not speak, but I knew by the quick catch in her breath what interest my words had to her.
'He's going to France in three days,' I went on. 'He is reported fit for general service. I tried to persuade him to come with me.'
'I dare say he has much to occupy him,' she said coldly.
'It's not that,' I replied. 'He wanted to come; but he thinks you do not want him. He said he would not come till you sent for him.'
'And does he think I'll do that?' she asked, a little angrily I thought.
'No, I don't think he does. But he's sensitive, and—and of course he heard what Springfield said. He remembers, too, what you told him—that is, just before Maurice St. Mabyn came.'
'Does he think I—I cared for—for that man?'
'I don't know. It would be no wonder if he did. I say, Lorna, I don't understand your relations to Springfield. Was there anything between you?'
'Yes,' she replied.