Carteret. You really think so?
Rachel. Of course I do.
Carteret [still smiling]. Now, Rachel, were you in love with that young Thornton?
Rachel. No, I don't think I was. It was a boy and girl sort of thing.
Carteret [smiling, but sighing too]. Yes, boy and girl. I suppose when there are young people together that sort of thing happens.
Rachel. Oh, don't say it in that tone. You don't mean to say you're jealous of him—because he was young?
Carteret [more seriously]. Jealous? Of you? Of my wife? No.
Rachel. Well, some people are. They always are in books.
Carteret. I'm not in a book, and that sort of thing isn't good enough for me. [Goes on in an ordinary tone]. I wonder what became of Thornton. Have you ever heard anything of him?
Rachel [with an impulse]. Will, how different you are from other people!