"I might divorce you."
Her eyes fell before the steely light in his. She did her best,
however, to keep her voice steady.
"That would not suit me," she admitted. "I could not be received at
Court, and there are other social penalties which I am not inclined to
face. In the case of a disagreement like ours, if the man realises his
duty, it is he who is willing to bear the sacrifice."
"Under some circumstances, yes," he agreed. "In our case, however,
there is a certain consideration upon which I have forborne to touch--"
It was as much her anger as anything else which induced her lack of
self-control. She gave a little cry.
"Andrew, you are detestable!" she exclaimed. "Let us end this
conversation. You have said all that you wish to say?"
"Everything."
"Please go away, then," she begged. "I am expecting visitors. I think
that we understand each other."
He rose to his feet.
"I am sorry for our failure, Stella," he said. "Pray do not hesitate to
write to me at any time if my advice or assistance can be of service."
He passed down the lounge, more crowded now than when he had entered.
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