'I—I——'
'You see the necessity.'
'Yes, oh, assuredly!'
'Hist! Here she comes. I accept the responsibility. Not a word before her.'
When Mr. Holwood was gone with his daughter, Sylvana fixed her pebbly eyes on her mother, and said, 'There is something wrong about that woman.'
'About what woman?'
'The Marley.'
'My dear, I know there is; she is vulgar.'
'I do not mean that. There is a mystery attached to her. Have you not observed how uneasy Winefred becomes when you speak of her?'
'She will not suffer me to speak of her at all.'