“I thought definitely on Thursday night.”
“I knew it was coming,” she said.
That pleased him bitterly. “Oh, very well! If she knew then it doesn’t come as a surprise to her,” he thought.
“And have you said anything to Clara?” she asked.
“No; but I shall tell her now.”
There was a silence.
“Do you remember the things you said this time last year, in my grandmother’s house — nay last month even?”
“Yes,” he said; “I do! And I meant them! I can’t help that it’s failed.”
“It has failed because you want something else.”