"We dined there. Afterwards we were to row to Windsor and come home by a train about ten. We finished dinner early. By-the-way, there were two other people there—Lady Edith Manley and her boy. They had rowed down from somewhere—"
"Did Lady Edith—"
"Yes—she spoke to me. She was going back to town—to the Holland House party—"
"Where she probably met mother?"
"She did meet her!" cried Kitty. She pointed to a letter which she had thrown down as she entered. "Your mother sent round this note to me this morning—to ask when I should be at home. And Wilson sent word—There! Of course I know she thinks I'm capable of anything."
She looked at him, defiant, but very miserable and pale.
"Go on, please," said Ashe.
"We finished dinner early. There was a field behind the inn, and then a wood. We strolled into the wood, and then Geoffrey—well, he went mad! He—"
She bit her lip fiercely, struggling for composure—and words.
"He proposed to you to throw me over?" said Ashe, as white as she.