"I've been told she's mad after you," she whispered, "and it seems it's true since she has forced her way into here!"
Dominic was not only furious, but fearful of disclosures. He rose unsteadily to his feet, and pointed at Ellenor.
"Be off with you!" he cried, "how dare you come here, you impudante!"
The girl of Les Casquets Cottage stood as if turned to stone. She did not know what she had expected when she entered the room. Blind, mad impulse had moved her to a mad act. But this was like death to her, this harsh voice, this volley of rough words. When she did not move, Dominic reeled down the room, and taking her by the shoulders, he pushed her into the entrance hall and locked the kitchen door.
When she came to herself, she never dreamt of blaming Dominic.
"It's all her fault!" she said to herself, climbing the hill swiftly, "it's every bit her fault; and as sure's as she's alive, I'll pay her out!"
