I will admit that it is not my concern to interfere in any ordinary amour you might undertake, but--I shall tell you this, my friend, to your face--that to deceive a lady of weak intellect, however beautiful, to make use of your position as her supposed husband, is not, save in the vital interests of his country, the action of a Prussian nobleman." Dominey's passion seemed to have burned itself out without expression.
He showed not the slightest resentment at his companion's words.
"Have no fear, Seaman," he enjoined him.

"The situation is delicate, but I can deal with it as a man of honour." "You relieve me," Seaman confessed.

"You must admit that the spectacle of last night was calculated to inspire me with uneasiness." "I respect you for your plain words," Dominey declared.

"The fact is, that Lady Dominey was frightened of the storm last night and found her way into my room.

You may be sure that I treated her with all the respect and sympathy which our positions demanded." "Lady Dominey," Seaman remarked meditatively, "seems to be curiously falsifying certain predictions." "In what way ?" "The common impression in the neighbourhood here is that she is a maniac chiefly upon one subject--her detestation of you.