“What I told you?”
“Didn’t you tell me to consult Sir Patrick before I married her?”
“To be sure! so I did.”
“Well—I am waiting for a chance with Sir Patrick.”
“And then?”
“And then—” He looked at Arnold for the first time. “Then,” he said, “you may consider it settled.”
“The marriage?”
He suddenly looked down again at the blotting-pad. “Yes—the marriage.”
Arnold offered his hand in congratulation. Geoffrey never noticed it. His eyes were off the blotting-pad again. He was looking out of the window near him.
“Don’t I hear voices outside?” he asked.