"Did anybody have a chance?"
She looked at him with a face full of unhappiness.
"You are right. I was possessed. I made a terrible mistake; but do not fear that I have escaped the punishment."
He guessed her meaning and led her away from the subject of her husband.
"Tell me, if it won't hurt you too much, a little about Michael Pendean."
But she appeared not to hear him. Her thoughts were concerned entirely with herself and her present situation.
"I can trust you. You are wise and know life. I have not married a man, but a devil!"
Her hands clenched and he saw a flash of her teeth in the gloom of the silent chamber.
He took snuff and listened, while the unfortunate woman raved of her error.
"I hate him. I loathe him," she cried, and heaped hard words on the head of the debonair Giuseppe. She broke off presently panted, and then subsided in tears.