"You forget," he said, smiling. "It was you who broke my heart. And it's not mended yet."
"That's very sweet of you. But really, you know, I'm very glad it was you who broke my heart, and not anyone else. Because, now it's mended, that gives us something to talk about. We have a past. That's really what I wanted to tell you. And that's such a bond, isn't it? When it really is past--dead, you know, no nonsense about cataleptic trances, but stone dead."
"Yes," he said, "it is a link. But it isn't the past for me, you know. It can never--"
She held up a pretty jewelled hand.
"Now, don't," she said. "That's just what you don't understand. All that's out of the picture. I know you too well. Just realize that I'm the only nice woman you know who doesn't either expect you to make love to her in the future or hate you for having done it in the past, and you'll want to see me every day. Think of the novelty of it."
"I do and I do," said he, "and I won't protest any more while you're in this mood. Bear with me if I seem idiotic to-night--I've been burning old letters, and that always makes me like a funeral."
"Old letters--mine?"
"I burned yours long ago."
"And it isn't two years since we parted! How many have there been since?"
"Is this the Inquisition or is it Durand's?"
"It's somewhere where we both are," she said, without a trace of sentiment; "that's good enough for me. Do you know I've been married since I saw you last? And left a widow--in a short three months it all happened. And--well I'm not very clever, as you know, but--can you imagine what it is like to be married to a man who doesn't understand a single word you say, unless it's about the weather or things to eat? No, don't look shocked. He was a good fellow, and very happy till the motor accident took him and left me this."
She shewed a scar on her smooth arm.
"What a woman it is for surprises! So he was very happy? But of course he was."
"Yes, of course, as you say. I was a model wife. I wore black for a whole year too!"
"Why did you marry him?"
"Well, at the time I thought you might hear of it and be disappointed, or hurt, or something."