'How long will this lecture take?' he said. 'As a rule I go to bed early, as the children and I have a swim in the lake before breakfast each morning.'
'How are they taught other things besides swimming?' asked Miss Delacour.
'Taught?' echoed Lennox. 'For their ages they are well instructed. My sister and I manage their education between us.'
'George, I suppose you will end by marrying again. All men in your class and with your disposition do so.'
'Agnes, I forbid you to speak to me on that subject again. Once for all, poor weak man as you consider me, I put down my foot, and will not discuss that most painful subject. Lucy is the only wife I shall ever have. I have, thank God, my sister and my sweet girls, and I do not want anything more. I am a widower for life. Cecilia is a widow for life. We rejoice in the thought of meeting the dear departed in a happier world. Now try not to pain me any more. Good-night, Agnes. You are a little—nay, more than a little—trying.'
'I've not an idea of going to bed yet,' said Miss Delacour, 'for I have not divulged my scheme. You have got to listen to it, George, whether you like it or not.'
'I suppose I have,' said George Lennox. He sat down, and made a violent struggle to restrain his impatience.
'I will come to the matter at once,' said Miss Delacour. 'You know, or perhaps you do not know, how I spend my life.'
'I do not know, Agnes. You never write, and until to-day you have never come to The Garden.'
'Well, I have come now with a purpose. Pray don't fidget so dreadfully, George. It is really bad style. I am noted in London for moving in the very best society. I see the men of culture and refinement, who are always remarked for the stillness of their attitudes.'