free of all responsibility in the matter. Well, you arenât free, Gervase. Kisses can be promises andâand just looks and silences.⦠Whatever you may have said about loving me, you let me love you; and now Iâm not going to be thrown away because youâve gone and fallen for a silly little chit like Frederica Linley. I shall go to Barnes and tell him about it. I shall tell him he must put a stop to it, that itâs ruining his life and mine.⦠I wonât let you go, Gervase. I canât; it would kill me. Iâm not going to.â¦â She broke off and cried, wretched and helpless: âYou canât be in love with her!â
âIâm not in love with anyone,â he said steadily.
âYouâre in love with Frederica Linley. I suppose you want to marry her.â¦â
âYou know Iâm not in a position to marry anyone, Marion,â he said impatiently. Once, long ago, one of the lovely ladies had been importunate, and he had not then acquired his skill in evading desperate situations. He had not seen her for several years, but she formed a shield against similar assaults upon his liberty.
âBut you donât love me any more?â
âOh, Marion,â he said wearily, âdo letâs not go over this again. Men fall in love and fall out of love, and thatâs all there is to it.â You could not explain that you had never even fallen in love, that the worst you had done was to accept attentions flung at your defenceless heart. âIâI want to remember our little affair with affection and gratitude; let me do that, my dear. Donât spoil it all by trying to hold on to something thatâs gone, past recall.â
But she looked at him with blue eyes, stupid with pain and misery, defeating her own hopes by her uncontrollable need to put those hopes into words. âAll the same, Gervase, I wonât let you go; Iâll tell everybody how youâve treated me, Iâll tell everybody how youâre letting me down for that Linley girl, Iâll make you stay with me.â¦â
He caught her by the wrist, staring down, grim and angry into her frightened face. âDonât you dare !â he said.
âI will, Gervase, I swear I will. IâllâIâll sue you for breach of promise.⦠Iâll make it so that everyone thinks what a rotter you are.⦠All those women in Harley Street.â¦â
He flung her away from him in disgust and marched off out of the bunk and into the hall; she stayed for a moment, leaning against the wall, sick with realisation of her own behaviour; and then crept out after him; neither of them gave a backward glance towards the ward.
Frederica had retreated into the dark recess of the screens round the newcomerâs bed; she came to the door and stood there, staring after them. âMy Godâsupposing she does tell Barney!â Their unconsciously raised voices had reached her clearly through the thin partition. âSupposing she tells Barneyâheâd never speak to me again; heâd never love me again! I should lose him, and all for a man like Gervase Eden.⦠Gervase would love me for a week or a month, and then just let me go. âI want to remember our little affair with affection and gratitude, Freddi; be a little darling, my pet, and let me go!â He has every woman in the place running after him, and he doesnât want any of them ⦠any of the others. But he does want me! It was only because of Barney.⦠Oh, my God! Barney, why donât I just stick to you, when youâre so decent and sweet and you love me so much more than I deserve ⦠but the moment Gervase comes alongâhe doesnât say anything, he doesnât do anything, he never even touched me before to-night ⦠but my heart turns over and my knees go to water ⦠itâs disgusting, really it is, itâs nothing but sex, thatâs all! Itâs