"No—no—but a little—encouragement—he would come back"—
"Never. He despises me—and rightly. No more of this, Ellen. I bear you no grudge—marry whom you like. But no meddling in my affairs."
"Then you must come and live with me," said Ellen. "I shall not leave you here alone."
"Do you really think that I would go and live in Norman Douglas' house?"
"Why not?" cried Ellen, half angrily, despite her humiliation.
Rosemary began to laugh.
"Ellen, I thought you had a sense of humour. Can you see me doing it?"
"I don't see why you wouldn't. His house is big enough—you'd have your share of it to yourself—he wouldn't interfere."
"Ellen, the thing is not to be thought of. Don't bring this up again."
"Then," said Ellen coldly, and determinedly, "I shall not marry him. I shall not leave you here alone. That is all there is to be said about it."
"Nonsense, Ellen."
"It is not nonsense. It is my firm decision. It would be absurd for you to think of living here by yourself—a mile from any other house. If you won't come with me I'll stay with you. Now, we won't argue the matter, so don't try."
