you about your letter. The one you wrote before coming down here. You evidently took it for granted I was going to marry Mr. Colebridge, and that soon. Don't you think you rather jumped to conclusions? Because I've no intention of marrying Mr. Colebridge, now or later. What made you think I had?"
"He did."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, there he was—rich, successful, influential. A man of standing and power . . . and in love with you . . . as any one could see. He had followed you from the South of France . . . you were together at Lady Gregory's . . . it all seemed so perfectly natural . . . and suitable . . ."
"You think it would have been suitable?"
"From a worldly point of view, yes. Though I prefer not to say what was going on in my mind. . . ."
"And you think my point of view is a wholly worldly one?"
"I never said that!"
"You practically did. You must have thought it. I thought you knew me better than that."
"I saw no reason to suppose that you would have chosen him merely from worldly motives.
