'
Colonel Osborne certainly had a caressing, would-be affectionate
mode of talking to women, which, unless it were reciprocated and
enjoyed, was likely to make itself disagreeable. No possible words
could have been more innocent than those he had now spoken; but he
had turned his face down close to her face, and had almost whispered
them. And then, too, he had again called her by her Christian name.
Trevelyan had not heard the words. He had walked on, making the
distance between him and the other man greater than was necessary,
anxious to show to his wife that he had no jealousy at such a meeting
as this. But his wife was determined that she would put an end to
this state of things, let the cost be what it might. She did not
say a word to Colonel Osborne, but addressed herself at once to her
husband. 'Louis,' she said, 'will you give me your arm? We will
go back, if you please.' Then she took her husband's arm and turned
herself and him abruptly away from their companion.
The thing was done in such a manner that it was impossible
that Colonel Osborne should not perceive that he had been left in
anger.
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