'I really cannot discuss the matter with you now. It would make me ill. The strain would be too much for me. I refer you to Mr Dumville. Bryan, dear, I leave the matter entirely in your hands.'
'Miss Bewicke--'
Mr Dumville rose.
'Mr Holland, you have heard what Miss Bewicke has said. So far as she is concerned the discussion is closed. My dear, let me open the door for you.'
He opened the door for her. She passed out, with her handkerchief to her eyes. A fact on which Mr Dumville commented.
'You see what you have done, sir--affected her to tears.'
'To what?'
'To tears!'
'Oh!'
'Well, sir, what have you to say to me?'