"Lawrence Mannering may be wrong, or he may be right, but he believes in his choice.

He has no ambition.

You have no motive left to work upon." Borrowdean shook his head.
"You are wrong, Duchess," he remarked, simply.

"I never believed in Mannering's sentimentality.

To-day, with his own lips, he has confessed to me that another, an unbroached reason, stands behind his refusal!" "And he never told me," the Duchess murmured, involuntarily.
"Duchess," Borrowdean answered, with a faint, cynical parting of the lips, "there are matters which a man does not mention to the woman in whose high opinion he aims at holding an exalted place." There was a knock at the door.