and that if it should be a question of organizing a defense she should find treasures of perversity under her hand. She stood looking down again a moment, and saying to herself, "I could be dumb and dogged if I chose, but I scorn to be." She was not ashamed of what she had done, but she wanted to be clear. "Are you absolutely certain it's broken off?"
"He is, and she is; so that's as good."
"What reason has she given?"
"None at all—or half a dozen; it's the same thing. She has changed her mind—she mistook her feelings—she can't part with her independence; moreover, he has too many children."
"Did he tell you this?" said Adela.
"Mrs. Ohurchley told me. She has gone abroad for a year."
"And she didn't tell you what I said to her?"
"Why should I take this trouble if she had?"
"You might have taken it to make me suffer," said Adela. "That appears to be what you want to do."
"No, I leave that to you; it's the good turn you've done me! " cried the young man, with hot tears in his eyes.
She stared, aghast with the perception that there was some dreadful thing she didn't know; but he walked on, dropping the question angrily and turning his back to her as if he couldn't trust himself. She read his disgust in his averted face, in the way he squared his shoulders and smote the ground with his stick, and she hurried after him and presently overtook him. She accompanied him for a moment in silence; then she pleaded: "What do you mean? What in the world have I done to you?"
"She would have helped me; she was all ready to do it," said Godfrey.
"Helped you in what?" She wondered what he meant;
