"Your woman, John."
"And yet—for aught I know——" the Major clenched his fists and pressed them on his eyes as if to shut out some hateful vision—"ah God, for aught I can be sure——"
"What, John?"
"He—he hath kissed you too, this night——"
"But he hath not, John—nor ever shall."
"Yet I saw you in his arms——" My lady sighed and bowed her head.
"The beast is always and ever the beast!" she said.
"How came you with him in a wood—after midnight?"
"For sufficient reasons, John."
"There never was reason sufficient—nay, not even your brother——"