She had said all this in a weary, mechanical voice, as though she were reciting a lesson she had learnt by heart.
"Make preparations at once--Cedric returns with me--function day after to-morrow, nine sharp--all arranged--hang results." Malcolm's lip curled with disgust as he gave it back to her.
"Do you understand it ?" she asked, as though distrustful of his quiet bearing.

"Saul has hurried things on because he is afraid.

He does not trust Cedric: he thinks he is weak and easily influenced, and fears that you may get hold of him again; his one idea is to have the marriage ceremony performed before Miss Templeton knows of it." "Ah, just so;" but Malcolm muttered "the villain!" between his teeth.
"That is why I sent for you," continued Leah in the same dull, inward voice; "because he and Cedric have fixed it for to-morrow, and there is no time to lose.

If he comes, and I were to see him again," and here her voice broke and her eyes grew piteous, "I should not have the strength to do it--to do what you want." "What I want ?" And then he added breathlessly, "Do you mean that you will give him up ?" "Yes, I mean that," in a choked voice.

"I must give him up--the only creature I ever loved, and who was good to me.