And indeed it seemed probable that young Milvain had a future before him.
'But, in any case,' he said aloud, partly continuing his thoughts, partly replying to a look of disappointment on his wife's face, 'how do you know that he has any wish to come and see Marian ?' 'I don't know anything about it, of course.' 'And you may have made a mistake about her.

What made you think she--had him in mind ?' 'Well, it was her way of speaking, you know.

And then, she asked if you had got a dislike to him.' 'She did?
H'm! Well, I don't think Milvain is any good to Marian.

He's just the kind of man to make himself agreeable to a girl for the fun of the thing.' Mrs Yule looked alarmed.
'Oh, if you really think that, don't let him come.

I wouldn't for anything.' 'I don't say it for certain.' He took a sip of his coffee.