'The righteous shall be justified, and the wicked shall be condemned,' said Mrs. Myers.
Suddenly the squire’s monologue ended with a louder burst of oratory. The silence which followed frightened Mrs. Hill.
'Let me in!' she demanded, rapping on the door.
'This court shall be public, not private,' cried Mrs. Myers.
She thrust Mrs. Hill aside and knocked more loudly, at which imperative summons the squire appeared. He stood for an instant with his back to the door, the bright light shining on his handsome face. Seeing him appear alone, the two women stood still and stared.
'Where is he?' asked Mrs. Myers.
'Where is she?' demanded Mrs. Hill.
The squire’s voice shook.
'There is to be no divorcing in Millerstown yet awhile,' he announced.
'Where is he?' cried Mrs. Myers.