'
'How will it be now? You will not give it up?'
'Certainly not.'
'And Lady Mary?'
'One human being can perhaps never answer for another with perfect
security.'
'But you feel sure of her.'
'I do.'
'He, I should think, be very imperious.'
'And so can she. The Pallisers are all obstinate.'
'Is Silverbridge obstinate?' she asked.
'Stiff-necked as a bull if he takes it into his head to be so.'
'I shouldn't have thought it.'
'No;--because he is so soft in his manner, and often finds it
easier to be led by others than to direct himself.'
Then she remained silent for a few seconds. They were both
thinking of the same thing, and both wishing to speak of it. But
the words came to her first. 'I wonder what he thinks of me.'
Whereupon Tregear only smiled. 'I suppose he has spoken to you
about me?'
'Why do you ask?'
'Why?'
'And why should I tell you? Suppose he should have said to me in
the confidence of friendship that he thinks you ugly and stupid.'
'I am sure he has not said that. He has eyes to see and ears to
hear.
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