"Oh!" she grieved. "I never ca'ed at all for you after I saw him."
"I know it must be shocking to you; I haven't told you with any wretched hope that it would commend me to you!"
"I don't say it was so very bad," said Clementina, reflectively, "if it was something you couldn't help."
"It was something I couldn't help. Perhaps I didn't try ."
"Did—she know it?"
"She knew it from the first; I told her before we were married."
Clementina drew back a little, insensibly pulling her child with her. "I don't believe I exactly like it."
"I knew you wouldn't! If I could have thought you would, I hope I shouldn't have wished—and feared—so much to tell you."
"Oh, I know you always wanted to do what you believed was right, Mr. Gregory," she answered. "But I haven't quite thought it out yet. You mustn't hurry me."
"No, no! Heaven forbid." He stood aside to let her pass.