Norbury began again.
"And then there's this scapegrace brother of his. He was
perfectly frank with me, Mr. Gillingham. He would be. He told
me of this brother, and I told him that I was quite certain it
would make no difference to my daughter's feelings for him ....
After all, the brother was in Australia."
"When was this? Yesterday?" Antony felt that, if Mark had only
mentioned it after his brother's announcement of a personal call
at the Red House, this perfect frankness had a good deal of
wisdom behind it.
"It couldn't have been yesterday, Mr. Gillingham. Yesterday--"
she shuddered, and shook her head.
"I thought perhaps he had been down here in the morning."
"Oh, no! There is such a thing, Mr. Gillingham, as being too
devoted a lover. Not in the morning, no. We both agreed that
dear Angela--Oh, no. No; the day before yesterday, when he
happened to drop in about tea-time."
It occurred to Antony that Mrs. Norbury had come a long way from
her opening statement that Mark and Miss Norbury were practically
engaged.
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