“I referred to Mr. Osmond as I shouldn’t have done, a while ago,” he began. “But you must remember my situation.”
“I don’t remember what you said,” she answered coldly.
“Ah, you’re offended, and now you’ll never help me.”
She was silent an instant, and then with a change of tone: “It’s not that I won’t; I simply can’t!” Her manner was almost passionate.
“If you COULD, just a little, I’d never again speak of your husband save as an angel.”
“The inducement’s great,” said Isabel gravely — inscrutably, as he afterwards, to himself, called it; and she gave him, straight in the eyes, a look which was also inscrutable. It made him remember somehow that he had known her as a child; and yet it was keener than he liked, and he took himself off.
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