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The
interruption
passed
unheeded
by
Lady
Montbarry
.
The
simple
words
in
which
Agnes
had
replied
seemed
to
have
absorbed
the
whole
attention
of
this
strangely
-
changeable
woman
.
As
she
listened
,
her
face
settled
slowly
into
an
expression
of
hard
and
tearless
sorrow
.
There
was
a
marked
change
in
her
voice
when
she
spoke
next
.
It
expressed
that
last
worst
resignation
which
has
done
with
hope
.
’
You
good
innocent
creature
,
’
she
said
,
’
what
does
your
amiable
forgiveness
matter
?
What
are
your
poor
little
wrongs
,
in
the
reckoning
for
greater
wrongs
which
is
demanded
of
me
?
I
am
not
trying
to
frighten
you
,
I
am
only
miserable
about
myself
.
Do
you
know
what
it
is
to
have
a
firm
presentiment
of
calamity
that
is
coming
to
you
—
and
yet
to
hope
that
your
own
positive
conviction
will
not
prove
true
?
When
I
first
met
you
,
before
my
marriage
,
and
first
felt
your
influence
over
me
,
I
had
that
hope
.
It
was
a
starveling
sort
of
hope
that
lived
a
lingering
life
in
me
until
to
-
day
.
You
struck
it
dead
,
when
you
answered
my
question
about
Ferrari
.
’
’
How
have
I
destroyed
your
hopes
?
’
Agnes
asked
.
’
What
connection
is
there
between
my
permitting
Ferrari
to
use
my
name
to
Lord
Montbarry
,
and
the
strange
and
dreadful
things
you
are
saying
to
me
now
?
’
’
The
time
is
near
,
Miss
Lockwood
,
when
you
will
discover
that
for
yourself
.
In
the
mean
while
,
you
shall
know
what
my
fear
of
you
is
,
in
the
plainest
words
I
can
find
.
On
the
day
when
I
took
your
hero
from
you
and
blighted
your
life
—
I
am
firmly
persuaded
of
it
!
—
you
were
made
the
instrument
of
the
retribution
that
my
sins
of
many
years
had
deserved
.
Oh
,
such
things
have
happened
before
to
-
day
!
One
person
has
,
before
now
,
been
the
means
of
innocently
ripening
the
growth
of
evil
in
another
.
You
have
done
that
already
—
and
you
have
more
to
do
yet
You
have
still
to
bring
me
to
the
day
of
discovery
,
and
to
the
punishment
that
is
my
doom
.
We
shall
meet
again
—
here
in
England
,
or
there
in
Venice
where
my
husband
died
—
and
meet
for
the
last
time
.
’
In
spite
of
her
better
sense
,
in
spite
of
her
natural
superiority
to
superstitions
of
all
kinds
,
Agnes
was
impressed
by
the
terrible
earnestness
with
which
those
words
were
spoken
.
She
turned
pale
as
she
looked
at
Henry
.
’
Do
you
understand
her
?
’
she
asked
.
’
Nothing
is
easier
than
to
understand
her
,
’
he
replied
contemptuously
.
’
She
knows
what
has
become
of
Ferrari
;
and
she
is
confusing
you
in
a
cloud
of
nonsense
,
because
she
daren
’
t
own
the
truth
.
Let
her
go
!
’
If
a
dog
had
been
under
one
of
the
chairs
,
and
had
barked
,
Lady
Montbarry
could
not
have
proceeded
more
impenetrably
with
the
last
words
she
had
to
say
to
Agnes
.
’
Advise
your
interesting
Mrs
.
Ferrari
to
wait
a
little
longer
,
’
she
said
.
’
You
will
know
what
has
become
of
her
husband
,
and
you
will
tell
her
.
There
will
be
nothing
to
alarm
you
.
Some
trifling
event
will
bring
us
together
the
next
time
—
as
trifling
,
I
dare
say
,
as
the
engagement
of
Ferrari
.
Sad
nonsense
,
Mr
.
Westwick
,
is
it
not
?
But
you
make
allowances
for
women
;
we
all
talk
nonsense
.
Good
morning
,
Miss
Lockwood
.
’
