'
'Oh no.'
'But all that you have troubled yourself to think and to feel in
this matter, and all that true friendship has compelled you to say
to me, shall be written down in the tablets of my memory.'
'Duke!'
'My child has at any rate been fortunate in securing the
friendship of such a friend.' Then he turned back to the
fireplace, and she was constrained to leave the room without
another word.
She had determined to make the best plea in her power for Mary;
and while she was making the plea had been almost surprised by her
own vehemence; but the greater had been her vehemence, the
stronger, she thought, would have been the Duke's anger. And as
she had watched the workings of his face she had felt for the
moment, that the vials of his wrath were about to be poured upon
her. Even when she left the room she almost believed that had he
not taken those moments for consideration at the fireplace his
parting words would have been different. But, as it was, there
could be no question now of her departure. No power was left to
her of separating herself from Lady Mary.
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