Anthony Hope,
Foreordained
(1904)
“ I never saw a man so broken up." "Had she found out about him?" I asked. "No, no, sir; not a hint—not an idea. You'll see later on that she couldn't have had the least idea. But there it was—tailors! And what the dickens was poor George Langhorn to do? He took one view, I urged the other. His was the high-flying line. He must tell her the whole truth before he breathed so much as a word of love to her! Fatal, of course, but he said it was the only line an honourable man could take. I denied that. I said: 'Tell her you love her first. Get her consent—because you will get it. ”
