Then she exclaimed: 'She doesn't! She wouldn't hear of such a thing, not for the world! She wants to be kind to me in her own way, but not that; not that! How you distrust me! Are _you_ against me, then?
What are you thinking about?
I hoped you would be kind to me in everything.

You don't look like my Lyddy now.' 'It's because I don't understand you,' said the other, in a subdued voice, her eyes on the ground.

'You're not open with me, Thyrza.

If it's true that Mrs.Ormonde thinks in that way, why do you--' She broke off.
'I can't talk about it! It's very hard to bear.

We shall never be what we were to each other, Thyrza.