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Of course, she is your own now. To her
thinking, it would be treason to you for her to indulge in conversation
with any other gentleman; but, then, she expects that you should spend
your evenings with her of course!'
'But, Mrs French, think of my engagements, as a clergyman.'
'We know all about that, Mr Gibson. We know what a clergyman's calls
are. It isn't like a doctor's, Mr Gibson.'
'It's very often worse, Mrs French.'
'Why should you go calling in the Close, Mr Gibson?' Here was the gist
of the accusation.
'Wouldn't you have me make my peace with a poor dying sister?' pleaded
Mr Gibson.
'After what has occurred,' said Mrs French, shaking her head at him,
'and while things are just as they are now, it would be more like an
honest man of you to stay away. And, of course, Camilla feels it. She
feels it very much and she won't put up with it neither.'
'I think this is the cruellest, cruellest thing I ever heard,' said Mr
Gibson.
'It is you that are cruel, sir.'
Then the wretched man turned at bay.


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