"Oh you don't love ME!" Vanderbank, still with his watch, stared then as an alternative at the fire.

"You haven't yet told me you know, if Mr.Cashmore now comes EVERY day." "My dear man, how can I say?
You've just your occasion to find out." "From HER, you mean ?" Mrs.Brook hesitated.

"Unless you prefer the footman.

Must I again remind you that, with her own sitting-room and one of the men, in addition to her maid, wholly at her orders, her independence is ideal ?" Vanderbank, who appeared to have been timing himself, put up his watch.
"I'm bound to say then that with separations so established I understand less than ever your unforgettable explosion." "Ah you come back to that ?" she wearily asked.

"And you find it, with all you've to think about, unforgettable ?" "Oh but there was a wild light in your eye--!" "Well," Mrs.Brook said, "you see it now quite gone out." She had spoken more sadly than sharply, but her impatience had the next moment a flicker.