"I want nothing," she said, stopping, and stamping with her foot upon the crushed heather. "George, you don't understand what it is to be honest."
He smiled,--with a slight provoking smile that passed very rapidly from his face. The meaning of the smile was to be read, had Kate been calm enough to read it. "I can't say that I do." That was the meaning of the smile. "Well, never mind about that," said he; "you advised my grandfather not to make his will,--thinking, no doubt, that his mind was not clear enough?"
She paused a moment again before she answered him. "His mind was clear," she said; "but I thought that he should not trust his judgement while he was so weak."

"I want nothing," she said, stopping. "George, you don't understand what it is to be honest."
He smiled, with a slight provoking smile that passed rapidly from his face. The meaning of the smile was to be read, had Kate been calm enough to read it: "I can't say that I do," was what it meant.
"Never mind about that," said he; "you advised my grandfather not to make his will, thinking, no doubt, that his mind was not clear enough?"
She paused a moment again before she answered him. "His mind was clear," she said; "but I thought that he should not trust his judgement while he was so weak."
