Why should your daughter be afraid of you ?" added Newman, after looking a moment at the old lady.

"There is some foul play." The marquise met his gaze without flinching, and as if she did not hear or heed what he said.

"I did my best," she said, quietly.

"I could endure it no longer." "It was a bold experiment!" said the marquis.
Newman felt disposed to walk to him, clutch his neck with his fingers and press his windpipe with his thumb.

"I needn't tell you how you strike me," he said; "of course you know that.