"Oh, no, surely not."
"Quarrelling is a rum sort of going on, Miss Wetheral. I don't think you ever quarrel."
"Never, when I have my own way," replied Miss Wetheral, smiling.
"I'm sure my wife would have her own way, if that was all she cared about, Miss Wetheral."
Miss Wetheral was silent.
"I wish I was married to a woman who would be good-natured, and not given to be huffed upon all occasions," resumed Tom Pynsent. "I think a bachelor's life very uncomfortable."
Miss Wetheral trembled violently, but she loved Tom Pynsent too fondly to be able to assist his meaning; her heart beat audibly, but she remained silent.
"You ride on horseback, Miss Wetheral, very often, don't you?"
"Yes, frequently."