“Why, you see, it sums itself up in this; she sees that you have been making serious love to Patty, and have turned the poor girl's head, more or less, and that now you are in love with somebody else. Why, put it how we will, we can't get out of that. There are the facts, pure and simple, and she wouldn't be half a woman if she didn't resent it.”
“But it's hard lines, too, isn't it, old fellow? No, I won't say that? I deserve it all, and much worse. But you think I may come round all right?”
“Yes, all in good time. I hope there's no danger in any other quarter?”
“Goodness knows. There's the rub, you see. She will go back to town disgusted with me. I sha'n't see her again, and she won't hear of me for I don't know how long; and she will be meeting heaps of men. Has Katie been over to Barton?”
“Yes; she was there last week, just before they left.”
“Well, what happened?”
“She wouldn't say much; but I gathered that they are very well.”
“Oh yes, bother it. Of course they are very well. But didn't she talk to Katie about what happened last week?”
“Of couse they did! What else should they talk about?”
“But you don't know what they said?”