Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. Now, she was the very reverse of all this. She was the consummate mother, even when extremely tired, she missed nothing. In this moment he could have stamped upon the Wastrel's face, and ended the affair; but all that was clean in him, chivalrous, revolted at the thought. He found the wall, as he suspected, solidly constructed of brick and stone; and with the slight and inadequate tools which he possessed, it was a work of infinite labour and skill to get out a single brick. “Yes! I must! The thing is becoming a torture to me. ’ There was no denial in Martha’s face, though Melusine longed to hear her words contradicted. She sat very still, and his eyes rested on that ornament for a moment, and then travelled slowly to her wrist and the soft lines of her forearm. With a moment of inward shame he remembered his deportment towards Anna. But the Ramage affair needed clearing up, of course; it was a flaw upon that project. Every inch of the house felt safe to her, small and welcoming. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters.
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