She was offended that Lucy should notice the man at all.

Was it not she whom George should have married?
How happy they would have been--her boy and this sweet, neat little girl! And already Lucy was curious about so-called princes! When his Highness came back to them she rose hastily and went to her own room.
Late that night Miss Vance found her there in the dark, sitting bolt upright in her chair, still robed in velvet and lace.

Clara regarded her sternly, feeling that it was time to take her in hand.
"You have not forgiven George ?" she said abruptly.
Mrs.Waldeaux looked up, but said nothing.
"Is he coming back soon ?" "He never shall come back while that woman is with him." Miss Vance put her lamp on the table and sat down.

"Frances," she said deliberately, "I know what this is to you.

It would have been better for you that George had died." "Much better." "But he didn't die.