20. CHAPTER XX
Nancy was silent: her spirit of rectitude would not let her try to
soften the edge of what she felt to be a just compunction. He spoke
again after a little while, but the tone was rather changed: there
was tenderness mingled with the previous self-reproach.
"And I got you, Nancy, in spite of all; and yet I've been
grumbling and uneasy because I hadn't something else--as if I
"You've never been wanting to me, Godfrey," said Nancy, with quiet
sincerity. "My only trouble would be gone if you resigned yourself
to the lot that's been given us."
"Well, perhaps it isn't too late to mend a bit there. Though it
is too late to mend some things, say what they will."