Harriett was getting used to these appearances, spread over three years, since Robin’s wife had asked her to be kind to Mona Floyd. Mona had come this time to tell her of her engagement to Geoffrey Carter. The news shocked Harriett intensely.
“But, my dear, you told me he was going to marry your little friend, Amy—Amy Lambert. What does Amy say to it?”
“What can she say? I know it’s a bit rough on her——”
“You know, and yet you’ll take your happiness at the poor child’s expense.”
“We’ve got to. We can’t do anything else.”
“Oh, my dear——” If she could stop it.... An inspiration came. “I knew a girl once who might have done what you’re doing, only she wouldn’t. She gave the man up rather than hurt her friend. She couldn’t do anything else.”
“How much was he in love with her?”
“I don’t know how much. He was never in love with any other woman.”
“Then she was a fool. A silly fool. Didn’t she think of him?”
“Didn’t she think!”