I should like Henry to believe that he had killed every spark of love in me." Helen moved across and sat on the arm of her friend's chair.

She felt that she was going to be very daring.
"Have you any idea at the hack of your mind, dear," she asked "of making use of Mr.Lessingham to punish Henry ?" Philippa moved a little uneasily.
"How hatefully downright you are!" she murmured.

"I don't know." "Because," Helen continued, "if you have any such idea in your mind, I think it is most unfair to Mr.Lessingham.You know perfectly well that anything else between you and him would be impossible." "And why ?" "Don't be ridiculous!" Helen exclaimed vigorously.

"Mr.Lessingham may have all the most delightful qualities in the world, but he has attached himself to a country which no English man or woman will be able to think of without shuddering, for many years to come.

You can't dream of cutting yourself adrift from your friends and your home and your country! It's too unnatural! I'm not even arguing with you, Philippa.
You couldn't do it! I'm wholly concerned with Mr.Lessingham.I cannot forget what we owe him.