Julia flushed slightly, and glanced at Thisbe, whose face looked as hard as if cut in stone, while the resemblance was increased by the position of her eyelids, which were drawn down, as if to veil the anger that was burning in her breast.
Then, without a word Julia left the room, closely followed by Crellock, and Thisbe was left with the wounded man alone.
Volume Four—Chapter Ten.
In the Night.
Julia escaped the interview that she dreaded; for, just as they entered the hall, there was the thudding of horses’ feet coming over the road, and Hallam came out of his room with a curious startled look in his face, to catch Crellock by the arm.
“There’s something wrong, Steve,” he whispered hoarsely; “a stranger coming up, and the Captain with him.”
“Bah! You shivering coward,” said Crellock, with a look of contempt which made Julia bite her lip, though she could not hear the words. “You have drunk bad brandy till you see a warder in every man who comes to the house. Have a little pluck in you, if you can.”
The door was opened directly without ceremony by Captain Otway, who held it back for his companion, who had just dismounted, to enter.