Well, there is one thing.
And what is that?
One thing has rankled a bit.
O, it’s nothing, it’s nothing worth mentioning. But it rankled for years.
What was it, John?
O, it seems silly to mention it. It was nothing.
O, well, if you want to know, it was once when I missed a train. I don’t mind missing a train, but it was the way the porter pushed me out of the way. He pushed me by the face. I couldn’t hit back, because, well, you know what lawyers make of it; I might have been ruined. So it just rankled. It was years ago before we married.
Pushed you by the face. Good gracious!
Yes, I’d like to have caught that train in spite of him. I sometimes think of it still. Silly of me, isn’t it?
What a brute of a man.
O, I suppose he was doing his silly duty. But it rankled.
He’d no right to do any such thing! He’d no right to touch you!
O, well, never mind.
I should like to have been there. . .
I’d have . . .
O, well, it can’t be helped now; but I’d like to have caught it in sp . . . [An idea seizes him.]
What is it?
Can’t be helped, I said. It’s the very thing that can be helped.
Can be helped, John? Whatever do you mean?
I mean he’d no right to stop me catching that train. I’ve got the crystal, and I’ll catch it yet!
O, John, that’s what you said you wouldn’t do.