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He changed colour.
’Mrs Bolton is not exactly one of the servants,’ he said.
’Oh, I don’t mind.’
There was tension till after coffee, when Hilda said she
would go up to her room.
Clifford and Connie sat in silence when she had gone.
Neither would begin to speak. Connie was so glad that he
wasn’t taking the pathetic line, she kept him up to as much
haughtiness as possible. She just sat silent and looked down
at her hands.
’I suppose you don’t at all mind having gone back on your
word?’ he said at last.
’I can’t help it,’ she murmured.
’But if you can’t, who can?’
’I suppose nobody.’
He looked at her with curious cold rage. He was used
to her. She was as it were embedded in his will. How dared
she now go back on him, and destroy the fabric of his daily
existence? How dared she try to cause this derangement of
his personality?
’And for WHAT do you want to go back on everything?’
he insisted.
’Love!’ she said. It was best to be hackneyed.
’Love of Duncan Forbes? But you didn’t think that worth
having, when you met me. Do you mean to say you now
love him better than anything else in life?’
’One changes,’ she said.
’Possibly! Possibly you may have whims. But you still
have to convince me of the importance of the change. I