He swallowed in his throat once or twice.
"If you really were fond of him—I think ... I think that, no consideration of the sort you have mentioned ought to ... to stand in your way."
"Thank you, father," said Jenny softly.
"When did you first think of it?"
Jenny paused.
"I think I knew he was going to ask me two days ago—the day you met us out riding, you know."
There was a long silence.
They had already discussed, when Frank's affair had been before them, all secondary details.
The Rector's sister was to have taken Jenny's place. There was nothing of that sort to talk about now. They were both just face to face with primary things, and they both knew it.