‘It’s not true—it’s not true—it’s not true,’ Laura said, slowly.

‘That’s just what she’ll say—though that’s not the way she’ll say it. Oh, if she could get off by your saying it for her!—for you, my dear, would be believed.’

‘Get off—what do you mean?’ the girl demanded, with a coldness she failed to feel, for she was tingling all over with shame and rage.

‘Why, what do you suppose I’m talking about? I’m going to haul her up and to have it out.’

‘You’re going to make a scandal?’

‘Make it? Bless my soul, it isn’t me! And I should think it was made enough. I’m going to appeal to the laws of my country—that’s what I’m going to do. She pretends I’m stopped, whatever she does. But that’s all gammon—I ain’t!’

‘I understand—but you won’t do anything so horrible,’ said Laura, very gently.

‘Horrible as you please, but less so than going on in this way; I haven’t told you the fiftieth part—you will easily understand that I can’t. They are not nice things to say to a girl like you—especially about Deepmere, if you didn’t know it. But when they happen you’ve got to look at them, haven’t you? That’s the way I look at it.’

‘It’s not true—it’s not true—it’s not true,’ Laura Wing repeated, in the same way, slowly shaking her head.

‘Of course you stand up for your sister—but that’s just what I wanted to say to you, that you ought to have some pity for me and some sense of justice. Haven’t I always been nice to you? Have you ever had so much as a nasty word from me?’

This appeal touched the girl; she had eaten her brother-in-law’s bread for months, she had had the use of all the luxuries with which he was surrounded, and to herself personally she had never known him anything but good-natured. She made no direct response however; she only said—‘Be quiet, be quiet and leave her to me. I will answer for her.’

‘Answer for her—what do you mean?’

‘She shall be better—she shall be reasonable—there shall be no more talk of these horrors. Leave her to me—let me go away with her somewhere.’

‘Go away with her? I wouldn’t let you come within a mile of her, if you were my sister!’

‘Oh, shame, shame!’ cried Laura Wing, turning away from him.