Caspar Goodwood raised his eyes to her own again;they seemed to shine through the vizard of a helmet.He had a strong sense of justice and was ready any day in the year—over and above this—to argue the question of his rights. "You said you hoped never to hear from me again; I know that. But I never accepted any such rule as my own. I warned you that you should hear very soon."
"I didn＇t say I hoped never to hear from you," said Isabel.
"Not for 昀ve years then; for ten years; twenty years. It＇s the same thing."