When I discovered it, I left them.

My foreign experience had given the lie to all that.

And when I left them, the temptation to throw a paradox in their faces was irresistible.' She said nothing, but her expression spoke for her.
'You think me mad ?' She turned aside--dumb--plucking at a root of cyclamen beside her.
'Insincere ?' 'No.

But you like to startle people--to make them talk about you!' Her eyes were visible again; and he perceived at once her courage and her diffidence.
'Perhaps! English political life runs so smooth, that to throw in a stone and make a splash was amusing.' 'But was it fair ?' she said, flushing.
'What do you mean ?' 'Other people were in earnest; and you--' 'Were not?
Charge home.

I am prepared,' he said, smiling.
'You talk now--as though you were a Catholic--and you are not, you don't believe,' she said suddenly, in a deep, low voice.
He looked at her for a moment in a smiling silence.