I would never ask
you that. Now listen!' He put his hand over hers, not caressingly, but
to keep her quiet. 'He'll want to marry again, won't he?'
'Very likely,' she answered.
'Probably already he's in love with that woman What's-her-name--Madame
Frabelle--who's staying with you.'
Edith gave a little laugh.
'Perhaps he's in love with her already,' continued Aylmer.
'Quite impossible!' said Edith calmly.
'She's a very good sort. She's not a fool, like the girl. She'd look
after Bruce very well.'
'So she would,' answered Edith.
'Bruce will adore her, be under her thumb, and keep perfectly
'straight', as you call it--as straight as he ever would. Won't he?'
She was silent.
'You'll get the children then, don't you see?'
'Yes. With a bad reputation, with a cloud on my life, to bring up
Dilly!'
He sighed impatiently, and said: 'You see, you don't see things as they
really are, even now. How could you ever possibly hurt Dilly? You're
only thinking of what the world says, now.
'Hear me out,' he went on. 'Is this the only country? After the war,
won't everything be different? Thank goodness, I'm well provided for.
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