A good reminder! But Diana answered simply that she never thought about it.
"Don't you! Isn't the minister always reminding you of what people will think?"
"No. It isn't his way."
"Doesn't he? Why, without being a minister, that is what my husband used always to be doing to me. I was a little giddy, you know," said Mrs. Reverdy, laughing; "I was very young; and I used to have plenty of admonitions."
"I believe Mr. Masters thinks we should only care about God's eyes,"
Diana said quietly.
Mrs. Reverdy startled a little at that, and for a moment looked grave.
From Diana she had not expected this turn.
"I never think about anything!" she said then with a laugh, that looked as if it were meant to be one of childlike, ingenuousness. "Don't think me very bad. Everybody can't be good and discreet like you and Mr. Masters."
"Very few people are like Mr. Masters," Diana assented.
"We all know that. And in the daily beholding of his superiority, have you quite forgotten everything else?—your old lover and all?"
"Whom do you mean?" Diana asked, with a calm coldness at which she wondered herself.