"But why shouldn't she have been happy?
What did she want?
Did she ever say anything against me, Mr.Finn ?" "Nothing but this,--that your temper and hers were incompatible." "I thought at one time that you advised her to go away ?" "Never!" "She told you about it ?" "Not, if I remember, till she had made up her mind, and her father had consented to receive her.

I had known, of course, that things were unpleasant." "How were they unpleasant?
Why were they unpleasant?
She wouldn't let you come and dine with me in London.

I never knew why that was.

When she did what was wrong, of course I had to tell her.

Who else should tell her but her husband?
If you had been her husband, and I only an acquaintance, then I might have said what I pleased.