She felt angry with herself that there was a change in her voice as she said: 'Some day may mean--can mean everything.

Things needn't be a longer way off than we choose ourselves, sometimes!' 'I say, that's a good one! Do you mean to say that because I am some day to own Brindehow I can do as I like with it at once, whilst the governor's all there, and a better life than I am any day?
Unless you want me to shoot the old man by accident when we go out on the First.' He laughed a short, unmeaning masculine laugh which jarred somewhat on her.
She did not, however, mean to be diverted from her main purpose, so she went on quickly: 'You know quite well, Leonard, that I don't mean anything of the kind.
But there was something I wanted to say to you, and I wished that we should be alone.

Can you not guess what it is ?' 'No, I'll be hanged if I can!' was his response, lazily given.
Despite her resolution she turned her head; she could not meet his eyes.
It cut her with a sharp pain to notice when she turned again that he was not looking at her.

He continued fanning himself with his hat as he gazed out at the view.

She felt that the critical moment of her life had come, that it was now or never as to her fulfilling her settled intention.