He shook his head, and said I'd better ask you.

And I do ask you." For a moment he stood mute; then his lips began to shrink back over his beautiful teeth in one of his rare laughs.
"I'll be very glad to explain it some day," he said; but there was no mirth in his voice or eyes, only the snickering lip wrinkling the pallor.
"Will you not answer now ?" she asked.
"No, not now.

But I desire you to understand it some day--some day before November.

And one or two other matters that it is necessary for you to understand.

I want to explain them, Sylvia, in such a manner that you will never be likely to forget them.