"
Wingrave nodded.
"Quite right," he declared. "I think that the time is not far off when
that dear lady and I can cry quits. This time, too, I see nothing to
impair my satisfaction at the probable finale. In various other cases,
as you might remember, I have not been entirely successful."
"It depends," Aynesworth remarked drily, "upon what you term success."
Wingrave shrugged his shoulders.
"I think," he said coldly, "that you are aware of what my feelings and
desired course of action have been with regard to those of my fellow
creatures with whom I have happened to come into contact. It seems to
me that I have been a trifle unfortunate in several instances."
"As for instance?" Aynesworth asked.
"Well, to take a few cases only," Wingrave continued, "there was the
child down at Tredowen whom you were so anxious for me to befriend. Of
course, I declined to do anything of the sort, and she ought, by
rights, to have gone to some charitable institution, founded and
supported by fools, and eventually become, perhaps, a domestic
servant. Instead of which, some relation of her father turns up and
provides for her lavishly. You must admit that that was unfortunate."
"It depends upon the point of view," Aynesworth remarked drily.
"Personally, I considered it a most fortunate occurrence."
"Naturally," Wingrave agreed. "But then you are a sentimentalist. You
like to see people happy, and you would even help to make them so if
you could without any personal inconvenience.
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