Facing him, waving him away, she had taken another upward step; but he sprang to the side of the stairs and brought his hand, above the banister, down hard on her wrist. "Do you mean to tell me that I must marry a woman I hate?" "It came to Mona's knowledge—I can't tell you how, but it came—that the things I was sending back had begun to arrive at Poynton. I had sent them for you, but it was her I touched." Mrs. Gereth paused; Fleda was too absorbed in her explanation to do anything but take blankly the full, cold breath of this. "They were there, and that determined her."!

"Very well, then. Will you wait?" "I believe you will, if you look at her like that!"

"If he shouldn't be there," Fleda interrupted, "there will be no harm done." "On the occasion, at papa's, that Mrs. Brigstock told you of, and one day, since then, down at Maggie's." "She'll never, never break off!" said Fleda.