"I think I must go and see her."
"Do no such thing, Frederic."
"Why not? I must answer it, and what can I say?"
"If you go there, that woman will be your wife, you'll never have a happy
day again as long as you live. The match is broken off, and she knows it.
I shouldn't take the slightest notice of her, or of her cousin, or of any
of them. If she chooses to bring an action against you, that is another
thing."
Lord Fawn paused for a few moments before he answered. "I think I ought to
go," he said.
"And I am sure that you ought not. It is not only about the diamonds,
though that was quite enough to break off any engagement. Have you
forgotten what I told you that the man saw at Portray?"
"I don't know that the man spoke the truth."
"But he did."
"And I hate that kind of espionage. It is so very likely that mistakes
should be made."
"When she was sitting in his arms--and kissing him! If you choose to do
it, Frederic, of course you must. We can't prevent it. You are free to
marry any one you please."
"I'm not talking of marrying her."
"What do you suppose she wants you to go there for? As for political life,
I am quite sure it would be the death of you.
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