"Yes, I think so," Gervase answered, pulling at his briar.
"We'll get away as soon as we can, the sooner the better. Under the sunny skies of the Riviera her thoughts will turn to love and matrimony," and Sir Charles laughed.
"She's grown almost affectionate of late."
"That is good. If she ever cherished any romantic attachment for that scoundrel Sterne it is at an end."
"She never mentions his name."
"And by the time we have been away a week she will have forgotten his existence."
"I hope she will not be caught by some other handsome face."
"Not likely, my boy, if you play your cards well."
"I think, under the circumstances, I have played them remarkably well. Much better than you did when they were in your hands."
"No, no. Everything is going on as well as well can be. I don't think either of us has anything to blame himself with."