"Have you any idea why she's changed her mind?"
"Yes," said Ludlow. "I think it's because I helped her with it."
"Is she so independent? Or perhaps I am not quite discreet——"
"Why not? You say she didn't look well?"
"She looked—worried."
He asked, as if it immediately followed, "Mrs. Westley, should you mind giving me a little advice about a matter—a very serious matter?"
"If you won't follow it."
"Do we ever?"
"Well?"
"How much use can a man be to a girl when he knows that he can't be of the greatest?"