There, sir, I'm not offended; but it is useless for you to say anything more." Philip went away with his heart lightened about Harry, but profoundly saddened by the glimpse of what this woman might have been.

He told Harry all that was necessary of the conversation--she was bent on going her own way, he had not the ghost of a chance--he was a fool, she had said, for thinking he had.
And Harry accepted it meekly, and made up his own mind that Philip didn't know much about women..