"I am afraid I have interfered with your Saturday's duties, mother; but I thought you ought to know."
"As mother and mistress I ought to know all that concerns either the family or Traquair House. I will now finish my examinations and correspondence. And Isabel, when Robert comes home, ask him no questions, and give him no hint as to what has been discovered. I am very angry at him. He ought to have told me about the woman at the very beginning of the affair; and I should have put a stop to it at once. It might have been more easily managed then than it will be now."
"Can you put a stop to it at all, mother?"
"Can I put a stop to it?" she cried scornfully. "I can, and I will!"
"Robert is a very determined man."
"And I am a very positive woman. At the last and the long, in any dispute, the woman wins."
"Sometimes the man wins."
"Nonsense! If he does win now and then, it is always a barren victory. He loses more than he gains."
"I don't wish to discourage you, mother, but Robert is gey stubborn, and I feel sure that in this case he will take his own way, and no other person's way."
"I desire you not to contradict me, Isabel." She turned to her papers, lifted her pencil, and to all appearance was entirely occupied by her bills and letters. Isabel gave her one strange, inexplicable look ere she left the room, shutting the door this time without regard to noise and with something very like temper.