"Well, then----"
"Why, what do you suppose I ought to do?"
"I don't know that it's for me to say."
"You may as well, while you're about it."
"If I could only make you see----" She mentally drew back.
"Well? What do you want to make me see?"
"What you've done already to that unhappy woman."
"Unhappy? She's considerably happier than she was when I first knew
her."
"That's it," she said, "that's just it. Where are your eyes? Can't
you see she's in love with you?"
He did not meet her advancing gaze.
"What makes you think so?" he said.
"The way she talks about you."