Godfrey, recognising the truth of this, tried to make her better understand him; but it was useless.
“I must bear it for the present,” was all she would say; and Nina heard her mutter something to herself about “once I am of age,” which made her still more uneasy.
“I have done more harm than good,” said Godfrey at last. “There is no more to be said.”
He glanced at Nina and Arthur, but neither spoke. Lettice saw the glance.
“We are all of one mind,” she said proudly. “Are we not, Nina? Are we not, Arthur?”
Nina’s eyes filled with tears; Arthur was very pale.
“You know, Lettice,” said Nina, “at all costs we must cling together;” and Lettice preferred not to press her more closely.
And Godfrey Auriol returned to town the next morning.