“You haven’t heard? Mr. Falloden’s going to live with him.”
Nora stopped in stupefaction.
“What?”
Connie repeated the information—adding—
“I dare say Mr. Sorell didn’t speak of it to you, because—he hates it.”
“I suppose it’s just a theatrical coup,” said Nora, passionately, as they walked on—“to impress the public.”
“It isn’t!—it isn’t anything of the kind. And Otto had only to say no.”
“It’s ridiculous!—preposterous! They’ll clash all day long.”
Connie replied with difficulty, as though she had so pondered and discussed this matter with herself that every opinion about it seemed equally reasonable.
“I don’t think so. Otto wishes it.”