Lady Jane turned and looked at her, and her face was tragical.
"I would not have wished that, Kitty. A marriage without love! You don't know what it is, child, especially if there has been—or might have been—someone else. I only wanted you to have the wish of your heart, and to bind you closer to me at the same time."
"Nothing can ever undo our love, Auntie Janie—nothing, nothing."
"Wait till your husband intervenes, Kitty. Who is it, by the way? I have seen no sign of such an one in our circle."
"It is Mr. Leslie," said Lady Kitty with bent head.
"Anthony's friend? Yes, I know you liked him, but I thought it was for Anthony's sake."
"I am so sorry," Lady Kitty said again. Then she went on, with a timidity foreign to her: "Anthony is very unhappy, Auntie Janie. Can nothing be done?"
Lady Jane turned away her head.
"What do you expect me to do, Kitty?"
"He is your own son, and he loves Pamela Graydon. She loves him too. Why, it was written on her face, if only I had had eyes to see. Yet she has engaged herself to another man! What is the meaning of it?"