He coughed again weakly before he went on,
“That was the beginning. I fell in love – with her and, as she told me later, she fell in love with me – the moment we met.”
There was a poignant silence, but Sir John did not speak.
Eventually Gavron carried on with his tale,
“You can imagine that I was intelligent enough to realise that there was no chance of me being, in any way, accepted by the Viscount as a prospective son-in-law. In fact, as Evelyn told me – her father was already looking through the pedigrees of English families – he considered important and distinguished enough to be connected with his.”
“But you fell in love,” Sir John murmured.
“Of course I fell in – love,” was the reply. “She was the loveliest woman I had ever encountered. Soft, gentle and different in every wa
