And certainly it had never occurred to him to pay them back in kind.

What did it matter to her or to anyone that Chloe Morant had made a fool of him?
His recollection of the fooling, at the time he proposed to Daphne, was still so poignant that it would have been impossible to speak of it.

And within a few months afterwards he had practically forgotten it--and Chloe too.

Of course he could not see her again, for the first time, without being "a bit upset"; mostly, indeed, by the boldness--the brazenness--of her behaviour.

But his emotions were of no tragic strength, and, as Lady Barnes had complained to Mrs.French, he was now honestly in love with Daphne and his child.
So that he had nothing but impatience and annoyance for the recollection of the visit of the afternoon; and Daphne's attitude distressed him.
Why, she was as pale as a ghost! His thoughts sent Chloe Fairmile to the deuce.
"Look here, dear!" he said, kneeling down suddenly beside his wife--"don't you get any nonsense into your head.