But the glow had departed from Alexis’ face. He had not come to discuss music, and he wished she would get to the point.
Although she could not always comprehend his moods, his impatience did not escape her now.
“I suppose you are wondering why I wrote you to come to-night?”
“Frankly, yes.”
“May I speak plainly?”
“Why not?”
“It has not taken much intuition on my part to know that you would like to divorce Claire.”
He avoided the over-eager gaze. His mother’s attitude towards Claire had always filled him with distaste. “I think a divorce would be better for us both.”
His obvious reluctance made her impatient.
“What have you done about it?” she asked with a return of the imperious manner.