“She hardly sounds alluring.”
“She has charm.”
“Ah! Then everything else falls into line. I should like to see them, but I can hardly make the advances. You see, my poor brother chose to quarrel with me for two reasons; first, because I went on the Stock Exchange; secondly, because my wife’s father happened to have made his money in trade. It was all very foolish, but year after year reconciliation grew more difficult, and what had been a breach which I thought could easily be bridged any moment widened imperceptibly, until it was impossible to make advances. If Miss Gascoyne would write to my wife the thing would be done.”
Inwardly I thought it would have been just as easy for Mrs. Gascoyne to write to her.
“What is Harry like? His father was good-looking.”
“He is handsome enough.”
“Fair?”
“Very.”
“So was his father. Dear me, it seems only the other day that we were boys together. It is all very sad, very sad indeed. It is incredible that people should drift apart so.”
“I’ve never had anyone to drift apart from.”