"Still you speak under a misconception," said my lord. "I could never marry for love."
"You would marry again for money?" she flashed.
"I have confessed," he answered; "your sincerity has forced it from me. I do what comes naturally to me to do, that which everyone does—why not?"
"In other words you drift!" cried Miss Chressham, "as all the Lyndwoods have drifted, to destruction; you find nothing good but idleness and paltry pleasure."
"I have some conscience left," interrupted the Earl, "and in the matter of Miss Boyle."
"This talk is but to cloak your own convenience," replied Susannah. "What are you going to do?"
"The obvious thing," said my lord.
Miss Chressham flushed.
"Serena Trefusis has money; they are ambitious people; do you mean that?"