He saw why he had been shown the letter.

"And yet," he said, "I venture to hope that if we had met there we might have had some little conversation." Elfrida leaned back in her chair and threw up her head, locking her slender fingers over her knee.

"Of coarse," she said indifferently.

"I understand why you should go.
You must.

You have arrived at a point where the public claims a share of your personality.