But she began to speak about their brother, and--' 'What about him?
Do say what you want to say, and have done with it!' 'I can't help thinking, Alfred, that she's disappointed you didn't ask him to come here.' Yule stared at her in slight surprise.

He was still not angry, and seemed quite willing to consider this matter suggested to him so timorously.
'Oh, you think so?
Well, I don't know.

Why should I have asked him?
It was only because Miss Harrow seemed to wish it that I saw him down there.

I have no particular interest in him.

And as for--' He broke off and seated himself.