And yet there was no other day! Late that evening, just at the hour when, on the previous night, he was closeted with the father, he found himself closeted with the mother.
'She has never forgotten you for one moment since you left us,' said the mother.

Mrs.Shand had rushed into the subject so quickly that these were almost the first words she said to him.

He remained quite quiet, looking out from the open window into the moonlight.

When a distinct proposition was made to him like this, he certainly would not be a moth.
'I don't know whether you have thought of her too, Mr.Caldigate.' He only shook his head.

'That is so ?' 'I hope you do not think that I have been to blame in any way,' he said, with a conscience somewhat stricken;--for he remembered well that he had kissed the young lady on that evening four years ago.
'Oh no.