"Then it's worse than I thought."
"It's worse than anybody thinks that doesn't know, Dobbin."
"So he hasn't changed...."
"How do you mean?"
"Why, I used to know Bellamy pretty well, pal around with him and that sort of thing...."
"No," said Lucinda slowly, eyes straight ahead—"if you mean what I mean, Bel hasn't changed."
"Then...." Daubeney found a hand which Lucinda resigned to his without a struggle. "As a man who truly loves you, dear, and always has, I think the right is mine to ask yet another question: What are you going to do?"
She shook her head dolefully: "I don't know yet."
"You said last night you were still in love...."
"Last night it was true."