But he remained with his back to her, looking out into the darkness.
"Mr. Lyndwood!" she said unsteadily.
There was no answer. My lord crossed to the door and opened it.
"Will you leave us the chamber, madam? I desire to speak with my brother."
Slowly she took her gaze from Marius. She knew that she hated him also—ah, bitterly!—and that her heart sickened for vengeance on both of them.
But she was conquered. She dared no more open defiance.
"I have no wish to stay," she said, in a shaking voice.
The Earl moved away from the door, and she passed him and went out.
He did not speak to her, nor look at her as she left the room. As he closed the heavy door he gave a half-shudder, and the colour faded from his cheeks.