"I left Mitchelhurst this morning," said he, after a pause.
"Yes? Well, I suppose you had seen enough of it."
"It was time to come home, anyhow," he said.
"You had business in town?"
The tone and words would have served as well for any chance visitor.
"Yes—naturally."
He put the other foot to the fire by way of a change.
"I did not know," said Mrs. Harding. "I have nothing to do with your business. It certainly isn't mine. You are always welcome to be here as much as you please, but of course you will attend to your own affairs."
Reynold made no answer.
"You are your own master," she continued, after a short silence. "I have recognised that for some years. I have not expected you to go my way."