"
It affected him on the spot as a move in a game, and he was even
then not without the sense that that wasn't the way Jeanne should
be married. But he quickly showed his interest, though--as quickly
afterwards struck him--with an absurd confusion of mind. "'You'?
You and--a--not Chad?" Of course it was the child's father who made
the 'we,' but to the child's father it would have cost him an
effort to allude. Yet didn't it seem the next minute that Monsieur
de Vionnet was after all not in question?--since she had gone on to
say that it was indeed to Chad she referred and that he had been in
the whole matter kindness itself.
"If I must tell you all, it is he himself who has put us in the
way. I mean in the way of an opportunity that, so far as I can yet
see, is all I could possibly have dreamed of. For all the trouble
Monsieur de Vionnet will ever take!" It was the first time she had
spoken to him of her husband, and he couldn't have expressed how
much more intimate with her it suddenly made him feel. It wasn't
much, in truth--there were other things in what she was saying that
were far more; but it was as if, while they stood there together so
easily in these cold chambers of the past, the single touch had
shown the reach of her confidence.
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