"
Gordon shook his head, and he, too, almost smiled a little.
"It 's not true. She 's very wonderful. And if I did dislike her, I
should struggle with it. It would never do for me to dislike your wife!"
After he had gone, when the night was half over, Bernard, lying awake
a while, gave a laugh in the still darkness, as this last sentence came
back to him.
On the morrow he saw Blanche, for he went to see Gordon. The latter, at
first, was not at home; but he had a quarter of an hour's talk with his
wife, whose powers of conversation were apparently not in the smallest
degree affected by anything that had occurred.
"I hope you enjoyed your visit to London," she said. "Did you go to buy
Angela a set of diamonds in Bond Street? You did n't buy anything--you
did n't go into a shop? Then pray what did you go for? Excuse my
curiosity--it seems to me it 's rather flattering. I never know anything
unless I am told. I have n't any powers of observation. I noticed you
went--oh, yes, I observed that very much; and I thought it very strange,
under the circumstances. Your most intimate friend arrived in Paris, and
you choose the next day to make a little tour! I don't like to see you
treat my husband so; he would never have done it to you.
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