"She hath done it—she, with her lies."
A sharp silence fell. They could hear the rain beating without; the creeper was tapping against the window, and presently the Abbey clock chimed ten.
"Somehow we must put the hours through," murmured Susannah, "until——"
Her voice died away.
"I will take you home," said Marius hoarsely.
"Home!" she repeated; her eyes filled with tears, and sought his. What was between them could not be expressed by any words, but that one look expressed it all.
She rose.
"Yes," she said. "We will go home."