I had no idea of dragging
you in my train."
"I certainly didn't mean to let you go alone."
"My dear Warburton, I never expected you to come further than this,"
Ralph cried.
"I should have gone with you and seen you settled," said Lord
Warburton.
"You're a very good Christian. You're a very kind man."
"Then I should have come back here."
"And then you'd have gone to England."
"No, no; I should have stayed."
"Well," said Ralph, "if that's what we are both up to, I don't see
where Sicily comes in!"
His companion was silent; he sat staring at the fire. At last,
looking up, "I say, tell me this," he broke out; "did you really
mean to go to Sicily when we started?"
"Ah, vous m'en demandez trop! Let me put a question first. Did you
come with me quite-platonically?"
"I don't know what you mean by that. I wanted to come abroad."
"I suspect we've each been playing our little game."
"Speak for yourself. I made no secret whatever of my desiring to
be here a while."
"Yes, I remember you said you wished to see the Minister of
Foreign Affairs."
"I've seen him three times. He's very amusing."
"I think you've forgotten what you came for," said Ralph.
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