All her natural instincts were roused in revolt against them.
"I'm the opposite way of thinking, you see," she said.
"Yes; I know you are," Katharine replied, looking at her as if now she were about, perhaps, to explain something very important.
Mary could not help feeling the simplicity and good faith that lay behind Katharine's words.
"I think affection is the only reality," she said.
"Yes," said Katharine, almost sadly.

She understood that Mary was thinking of Ralph, and she felt it impossible to press her to reveal more of this exalted condition; she could only respect the fact that, in some few cases, life arranged itself thus satisfactorily and pass on.
She rose to her feet accordingly.

But Mary exclaimed, with unmistakable earnestness, that she must not go; that they met so seldom; that she wanted to talk to her so much....

Katharine was surprised at the earnestness with which she spoke.

It seemed to her that there could be no indiscretion in mentioning Ralph by name.
Seating herself "for ten minutes," she said: "By the way, Mr.Denham told me he was going to give up the Bar and live in the country.