"No. Not a bit. You must go, Steven, you must go."
"If I'd only known," he persisted.
They were going down the path now toward the house.
"I wouldn't have let you——"
"You couldn't have stopped me."
(It was what she had always said to all of them.)
She smiled. "You didn't stop me going, you know."
"If you'd only told me—"
She smiled again, a smile as of infinite wisdom. "Dear Steven, there was nothing to tell."
They had come to the door in the wall. It led into the garden. He opened to let her pass through.