Said Dove to him suddenly this morning—
"Is Miss Brunel in town, Will?"
"I don't know, Dove."
"It is such a long time since she came to see me; I wonder if it was because you treated her so coldly the last time she was here."
"I?"
"You did not speak to her as you ought to have clone. You kept near me, and kept speaking to me, as if you imagined I was afraid she would take you away from me again. I know you did it to please me; but I could see something in her face, Will, that seemed to say that I needn't be afraid, and that she wouldn't come again. I should be sorry for that. Will you go and ask her to come again?"
"Certainly, if you wish it."
"And you will speak to her just as you speak to me. I can't be jealous, Will—of her, because she did not try to take you from me."
"I will go if you like, Dove," said Will; "but considering——"
"I have considered" (with petulant haste). "I have nothing to do all day but lie and consider—and how many things I have considered within this day or two! I have altered my mind completely about the marriage. I won't have you marry me, Will——"