You can't keep anything from servants and people who work about your house; they always think the worst of everything--and, of course, they know that you and B.don't--aren't---" Hilary nodded.
"Mrs.Hughs actually said the man meant to go to B.!" Again the vision of her sister seemed to float into the room, and she went on desperately: "And, Hilary, I can see Mrs.Hughs really thinks you are interested.

Of course, she wants to, for if you were, it would mean that a man like her husband could have no chance." Astonished at this flash of cynical inspiration, and ashamed of such plain speaking, she checked herself.

Hilary had turned away.
Cecilia touched his arm.

"Hilary, dear," she said, "isn't there any chance of you and B---" Hilary's lips twitched.

"I should say not." Cecilia looked sadly at the floor.