He was treating her as a child; but it was to herself alone that she could defend herself.

She marvelled that when she thought of an outspoken complaint against him, her conscience gave her no support.
"Is there no freedom for a woman at all in this world ?" Rhoda framed the bitter question.
Rhoda went back as she had come.

Algernon Blancove did the same.

Between them stood Robert, thinking, "Now I have made that girl hate me for life." It was in November that a letter, dated from London, reached the farm, quickening Rhoda's blood anew.

"I am alive," said Dahlia; and she said little more, except that she was waiting to see her sister, and bade her urgently to travel up alone.