"There have been other people there."
She pulled her hands away and escaped to the other side of the room. "Lots of them."
"But there was one face in particular."
"Oh." There was a finality in it. "Who told you?"
"Does that matter?" His hand waved it aside. "Why didn't you tell me Charles Lathrop was on the committee with you?"
"Because I knew how you'd feel." Instantly, she was at his side. "Oh darling, don't you suppose I know what you think? You've never accepted the fact that when I married you, my feeling for him was over and done."
"Is that true?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Can't you understand? What I felt for him four or five years ago was that young thing everyone goes through."
"Young things grow. Great oaks...."
"Not this one. When you came, it was over. Is over."