Mrs.Lessingham had not invited him to sit down; she also stood.
"You probably wished me to learn its contents ?" "Yes; I am glad you have read it." "It didn't occur to you that Miss Doran might find the task you imposed upon her somewhat trying ?" Elgar was startled.

Just as little as Cecily had he pondered the details of the situation; mere frenzy possessed him, and he acted as desire bade.

Had Cecily been embarrassed?
Was she annoyed at his not proceeding with formality?
He had never thought of her in the light of conventional obligations, and even now could not bring himself to do so.
"Did Miss Doran wish me to be told that ?" he asked, bluntly, in unconsidered phrase.
"Miss Doran's wish is, that no further step shall be taken by either of you until her guardian, Mr.Mallard, has been communicated with." "She will not see me ?" "She thinks it better neither to see you nor to write.

I am bound to tell you that this is the result of my advice.

Her own intention was to do as you request in this letter." "What harm would there have been in that, Mrs.Lessingham?
Why mayn't I see her ?" "I really think Miss Doran must be allowed to act as seems best to her.
It is quite enough that I tell you what she has decided." "But that is not her decision," broke out Elgar, moving impetuously.
"That is simply the result of your persuasion, of your authority.