"I called," he said quickly, "because I wanted your advice and help."
"Certainly, if I can be of any use," replied the vicar. "Clara, my love——?"
His tone indicated a request that she would leave them. To the vicar's intense surprise, his love made no sign of compliance. "Perhaps I had better stay, Charles," she said grimly.
"But, Clara——"
"I—I should like to speak to your husband alone," said Robert, nervous but determined. "You see, it is very private——"
"Of course, Mr. Bangs. I quite understand. Perfectly natural. My dear——"
"I think not, Charles. Mr. Bangs will understand why."
"I don't at all," said Robert, dismayed and puzzled. "I have come here for advice and help. As a matter of fact, I have to make a confession——"
The vicar shrank.
"I do not hear confessions," he said. "I do not approve——"