“Yes!”
“Why didn’t you wait?”
Her gaze locked with his incredulously. “You think I could have waited?”
“I understand,” he put in hastily. “That’s why I made no attempt to detain you. The situation was awkward.”
She laughed. It might have been a cry from the soul.
“Awkward, nothing more!” he hurried on. “I admit, it looked damning. I, myself, would have judged as you did. But I give you my word—”
She swept it aside.
“Jarvis tried to keep me from going up. That alone proves—”
“Jarvis is a servant, with the view point of his class.”
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] She uttered the thought that had been spinning round in her brain. “He would scarcely have tried to protect you if that had been her first visit.”