You will bear with him--you will be patient, will you not ?" "Do you think you need ask me that ?" Malcolm's voice was so full of reproach and meaning that a sudden flush crossed Elizabeth's face.
"Have you forgotten already ?" his expression seemed to say--"is he not your brother, and am I not your devoted and humble servant ?" Then his manner changed.
"I will deal with him as gently as possible, you may be sure of that," he said kindly.

But Elizabeth gave him her hand rather timidly and without looking at him.
This time there was no backward glance as Malcolm and his lantern disappeared into the dark woodlands; but Elizabeth stood so long in the porch that the dead leaves swirled round her feet and even blew across the hall.
"I wish I had not said that," she thought; "I might have trusted him.
He will be firm, but he will be gentle too." And then she went back to Dinah, and they talked together of all that should be done on the morrow.
It was not long past eleven when Malcolm let himself into the house in Cheyne Walk with his latch-key, but Verity was evidently on the watch for him.
"Mr.Templeton is here," she said, and he detected a trace of anxiety in her manner.

"He has been here quite two hours.

Amias wanted him to come into the studio, but he preferred going to your room.

I am afraid he is not well, or something is troubling him; he does nothing but walk about." "I will go up to him," rejoined Malcolm.