She sat very still, taking it in.
"Is he going to marry her?"
"No. He isn't going to marry her."
"She's not got enough money, I suppose. She can't help him."
"You must leave him free to marry somebody who can."
He waited to see what she would do. He expected tears, and a storm of jealous rage. But all Maggie did was to sit stiller than ever, while her tears gathered, and fell, and gathered again.
Majendie rose. "I may tell Mr. Gorst that you accept his explanation? That you understand?"
"Am I never to see him again?"
"I'm afraid not."
"Nor write to him?"