An expression very like content stole into his dark eyes.
Lois continued:
"She has not been wise. She has been foolish and unyielding and--oh, I hate to say anything against her, for she has been very kind to me!--She has allowed others to make trouble between her and her husband; but she loves him dearly for all that--and--"
"Oh, she does! You think so!" said Wickersham, with an ugly little gleam under his half-closed lids and a shrewd glance at Lois.
"Yes. Oh, yes, I am sure of it. I know it. She adores him."
"She does, eh?"
"Yes. She would give the world to undo what she has done and win him back."
"She would, eh?" Again that gleam in Wickersham's dark eyes as they slanted a glance at the girl's earnest face.
"I think she had no idea till--till lately how people talked about her, and it was a great shock to her. She is a very proud woman, you know?"
"Yes," he assented, "quite proud."