Her endeavour to keep a tone of perfect equanimity failed in the course of the narrative; once or twice there was a catching in her breath, and, as if annoyed with herself, she made an impatient gesture.
"And this fellow," cried Quarrier, when she ceased, "imagines that I am at his mercy! Let him do what he likes--let him go into the market-place and shout his news!--We'll go back at once." "You are prepared, then, to have this known all over Polterham ?" Mrs.
Wade asked, looking steadily at him.
"I don't care a jot! Let the election go to the devil! Do you think I will submit Lily to a day of such torture?
This very evening we go to London.

How does she bear it ?" "Very well indeed." "Like a brave, good girl! Do you think I would weigh the chance of election against her misery ?" "It seems to me," was the cold answer, "that you have done so already." "Has she complained to you ?" "Oh, no! But I understand now what always puzzled me.

I understand her"---- She checked herself, and turned quietly from him.

Strategy must always be liable to slips from one cause or another, and Mrs.Wade's prudence had, for the moment, yielded to her impulses.
"You think she has all along been unhappy ?" "No, nothing of the kind.

But when we have been speaking of the position of women--that kind of thing--I have noticed something strange--an anxiety.