"Who is it, then?"
"Who is it! What a question to ask! Who can it be but Miss Gwilt?"
There was a sudden silence. Allan sat listlessly, with his hands in his pockets, looking out through the open window at the falling rain. If he had turned toward his friend when he mentioned Miss Gwilt's name he might possibly have been a little startled by the change he would have seen in Midwinter's face.
"I suppose you don't approve of it?" he said, after waiting a little.
There was no answer.
"It's too late to make objections," proceeded Allan. "I really mean it when I tell you I'm in love with her."
"A fortnight since you were in love with Miss Milroy," said the other, in quiet, measured tones.
"Pooh! a mere flirtation. It's different this time. I'm in earnest about Miss Gwilt."
He looked round as he spoke. Midwinter turned his face aside on the instant, and bent it over a book.
"I see you don't approve of the thing," Allan went on. "Do you object to her being only a governess? You can't do that, I'm sure. If you were in my place, her being only a governess wouldn't stand in the way with you?"
"No," said Midwinter; "I can't honestly say it would stand in the way with me." He gave the answer reluctantly, and pushed his chair back out of the light of the lamp.
"A governess is a lady who is not rich," said Allan, in an oracular manner; "and a duchess is a lady who is not poor. And that's all the difference I acknowledge between them. Miss Gwilt is older than I am--I don't deny that. What age do you guess her at, Midwinter? I say, seven or eight and twenty. What do you say?"
"Nothing. I agree with you."
"Do you think seven or eight and twenty is too old for me? If you were in love with a woman yourself, you wouldn't think seven or eight and twenty too old--would you?"
"I can't say I should think it too old, if--"
"If you were really fond of her?"
Once more there was no answer.
"Well," resumed Allan, "if there's no harm in her being only a governess, and no harm in her being a little older than I am, what's the objection to Miss Gwilt?"
"I have made no objection."