“Nonsense。”saidGeoffreyangrily，butneverthelesshefeltthatLadyHonoria’swordswerewordsoftruth。Itstruckhim，moreover，thatshemustfeelthisstrongly，orshewouldnothavespokeninthattone。
Honoriadidnotposeasahouseholdphilosopher。Stillhewouldnotdrawbacknow。HisheartwassetonseeingBeatrice。
“AmItounderstand。”wentonhiswife，“thatyoustillobjecttomystayingwiththeGarsingtons？IthinkitisalittlehardifIdonotmakeafussaboutyourgoingtoseeyourvillageparagon，thatyoushouldrefusetoallowmetovisitmyownbrother。”
Geoffreyfeltthathewasbeingbargainedwith。Itwasdegrading，butintheextremityofhisfollyheyielded。
“Goifyoulike。”hesaidshortly，“butifyoutakeEffie，mindsheisproperlylookedafter，thatisall。”andheabruptlylefttheroom。