The child's shoes keep me awake at night sometimes. Defoy has
not been paid for I don't know how long. I have a mind to get her
_sabots_--and as to heart----"
"Well," broke in Geoffrey, reflecting that bad as was the emotional side
of the question, it was better than the commercial--"as to 'heart?'"
"You are scarcely the person to talk of it, that is all. I wonder how
much of yours you gave _me_?"
"Really, Honoria," he answered, not without eagerness, and his mind
filled with wonder. Was it possible that his wife had experienced some
kind of "call," and was about to concern herself with his heart one
way or the other? If so it was strange, for she had never shown the
slightest interest in it before.
"Yes," she went on rapidly and with gathering vehemence, "you speak
about your heart"--which he had not done--"and yet you know as well as I
do that if I had been a girl of no position you would never have offered
me the organ on which you pretend to set so high a value. Or did your
heart run wildly away with you, and drag us into love and a cottage--a
flat, I mean? If so, _I_ should prefer a little less heart and a little
more common sense.
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