‘And there seems to be a good deal of timber.’
After about an hour Mr. Coyshe rode away. ‘Some men are Cyclopses, as far as their own interests are concerned,’ said he to himself; ‘they carry but a single eye. I invariably use two.’
In the evening, when Barbara came to her sister’s room to tell her that she intended to sit up during the night with her father, she said: ‘Mr. Jasper is very kind. He insists on taking half the watch, he will relieve me at two o’clock. What is the matter with you, Eve?’
‘I can see nothing, Barbie, but it is there still.’
‘What is?’
‘That red mark. I have been rubbing, and washing, and it burns like fire.’
‘I can see, my dear Eve, that where you have rubbed your pretty white delicate skin, you have made it red.’
‘I have rubbed it in. I feel it. I cannot get the feel away. It stains me. It hurts me. It burns me.’