I will never consent."
Bream Mortimer started.
"Then you have heard!"
"I have heard about nothing else since I met Mr. Bennett in London. Mr.
Bennett talked about nothing else. Your father talked about nothing
else. And now," cried Mrs. Hignett fiercely, "you come and try to
reopen the subject. Once and for all nothing will alter my decision. No
money will induce me to let my house."
"But I didn't come about that!"
"You did not come about Windles?"
"Good Lord, no!"
"Then will you kindly tell me why you have come?"
Bream Mortimer looked embarrassed. He wriggled a little and moved his
arms as if he were trying to flap them.
"You know," he said, "I'm not a man who butts into other people's
affairs." ... He stopped.
"No?" said Mrs. Hignett.
Bream began again.
"I'm not a man who gossips with servants."
"No?"
"I'm not a man who...."
Mrs. Hignett was never a very patient woman.
"Let us take all your negative qualities for granted," she said curtly.
"I have no doubt that there are many things which you do not do.
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