For a moment her thoughts led her back to the
evening when she and Courtlaw had stood together before the window of her
studio in Paris, before the coming of Sir John had made so many changes in her
life. But eventually Spurlock laughed. Anna stared back at every one with undaunted
composure. To be
sure, he was attentive, respectful; but in his conduct there was none of that
shameless camaraderie of a man who loved his woman and didn't care a hang if
all the world knew it. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and
thieves," groaned Wood. ’
A giggle answered him. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his
way through the throng towards her. "Couldn't you speak to him?"
"What?—and be insulted for my trouble? No, thank you!"
"That is it. ” He walked from his door frame to stand
nearer to her. "Brother," cried Lady Trafford, her eye blazing with unnatural light, and her
cheek suffused with a crimson stain: "Brother," she cried, lifting her thin fingers
towards Heaven, "as God shall judge me, I was wedded to that murdered man!"
"A lie!" ejaculated Sir Rowland, furiously; "a black, and damning lie!"
"It is the truth," replied his sister, falling backwards upon the couch.
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