Then she began to cry.
"But surely, surely there is no need to trouble yourself," exclaimed Julian, almost distracted, beginning to be dimly conscious of all manner of threatening possibilities.

"I will speak to the woman myself, and clear you of every--.

Oh, but this is all nonsense.

Let us go down at once, Harriet.

What a pity you asked me to come up here!" It was the nearest to a reproach that he had ever yet addressed to her.
His face showed clearly how distressed he was, and that on his own account more than hers, for he could not conceive any blame save on himself for being so regardless of appearances.
"Go as quietly as ever you can," Harriet whispered.