That satisfied her and she reëntered the room to act upon it.
Audrey was on her knees by the chair. The sight shook her satisfaction. Wanton? Betrayed? A lie?
Audrey turned towards her: "I have been praying," she said. She got to her feet and came forward a step: "She is coming to see me?"
Lady Burdon said: "I have told her. She will not see you."
She was committed. She stood agonisingly strung up in every fibre, as one that waits an appalling catastrophe. She saw Audrey wring her hands and heard her moan "Oh ... Oh!"
She heard her own voice say: "You can bring your proofs." She had, as it were, a vision of herself opening the street door and watching Audrey pass her and go down the steps and out of sight. She was only actually returned to herself when she found herself, as one awaking who has walked in sleep, striving to make her trembling hands close the latch of the door.
CHAPTER VI
ARRIVAL OF THE HAPPY WARRIOR
I