And just as the train was starting her eye fell on the clock. At that moment her child was coming down to breakfast and would ask for her. Before you could stop her she'd jumped out of the carriage. The train was moving, and you couldn't get out, so you were taken on to Weymouth—alone.
Lady Mereston.
You must have felt a quite egregious ass, Paradine.
Fouldes.
I did, but you need not rub it in.
Lady Mereston.
Doesn't it occur to you, Charlie, that a woman who loves so easily can't be very worthy of your affection?
Mereston.
But, my dear mother, d'you think she cared for my uncle?
Fouldes.