"Nearly six years."
"Don't you think it's about time you put it all out of your mind?"
"I had put it out of my mind ... till ... you came."
"It didn't make any difference to me."
"I shall never forget that," Meg said, so low that the rattle of the train wholly drowned her remark, but it couldn't conceal her smile.
Miles lost his head. He kneeled down plump on the floor of that compartment and took her in his arms and kissed her.
"All the same, I don't believe I can marry you," she said later.
"Why on earth not?"
"Because I don't think I'm a suitable wife for you."