"
"No, I didn't; but Chiltern was saying things that I didn't like."
Adelaide's face at once became very serious. "Yes, a good deal of
sugar, please. I don't care about toast, and anything does for me. He
has gone to the kennels, has he?"
"He said he should. What was he saying last night?"
"Nothing particular. He has a way of blowing up, you know; and he
looks at one just as if he expected that everybody was to do just
what he chooses."
"You didn't quarrel?"
"Not at all; I went off to bed without saying a word. I hate jaws. I
shall just put it right this morning; that's all."
"Was it about me, Gerard?"
"It doesn't signify the least."
"But it does signify. If you and he were to quarrel would it not
signify to me very much? How could I stay here with them, or go up to
London with them, if you and he had really quarrelled? You must tell
me. I know that it was about me." Then she came and sat close to
him. "Gerard," she continued, "I don't think you understand how much
everything is to me that concerns you.
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