It's what she said that matters.
She said that we knew you were Lord Dawlish.'
'Did you know?'
'Nutty told me two or three days ago.' Her voice shook and a flush
came into her face. 'You probably won't believe it, but the news
made absolutely no difference to me one way or the other. I had
always imagined Lord Dawlish as a treacherous, adventurer sort of
man, because I couldn't see how a man who was not like that could
have persuaded Uncle Ira to leave him his money. But after knowing
you even for this short time, I knew you were quite the opposite of
that, and I remembered that the first thing you had done on coming
into the money had been to offer me half, so the information that
you were the Lord Dawlish whom I had been hating did not affect me.
And the fact that you were rich and I was poor did not affect me
either. I loved you, and that was all I cared about. If all this had
not happened everything would have been all right. But, you see,
nine-tenths of what that girl said to you was so perfectly true that
it is humanly impossible for you not to believe the other tenth,
which wasn't. And then, to clinch it, you hear Nutty consoling me.
That brings me back to Nutty.'
'I--'
'Let me tell you about Nutty first. I said that he had always been
anxious that I should marry you.
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