"Im-possible."
"Do you mean—for Him?"
"I mean in herself. Utterly impossible."
"But inevitable?"
"Not in the least, to judge by what I saw."
"Then," said Miss Bickersteth, "how did it happen?"
"I don't know," said Nicky, "how it happened."
There was a long pause. Miss Bickersteth seemed almost to retire from ground that was becoming perilous.
"You may as well tell them," said Jane, "what you do know."
"I have," said poor Nicky.