‘What do you want to know?’
‘I wish to explain my position before I say what I have to say, because I want you to understand me clearly.—I believe, honestly, that the thing I most desire in this world is to see Marjorie Lindon happy. If I thought she would be happy with you, I should say, God speed you both! and I should congratulate you with all my heart, because I think that you would have won the best girl in the whole world to be your wife.’
‘I think so too.’
‘But, before I did that, I should have to see, at least, some reasonable probability that she would be happy with you.’
‘Why should she not?’
‘Will you answer a question?’
‘What is the question?’
‘What is the story in your life of which you stand in such hideous terror?’
There was a perceptible pause before he answered.
‘Explain yourself.’