But that night, as Rosamund and he were lingering over their dessert, enjoying the strange quiet and the wonderful breeze which crept in at the open window, Parkins announced a visitor.
"Mrs.Unthank is in the library, sir," he announced.

"She would be glad if you could spare her five minutes." Rosamund shivered slightly, but nodded as Dominey glanced towards her enquiringly.
"Don't let me see her, please," she begged.

"You must go, of course .-- Everard!" "Yes, dear ?" "I know what you are doing out there, although you have never said a word to me about it," she continued, with an odd little note of passion in her tone.

"Don't let her persuade you to stop.

Let them cut and burn and hew till there isn't room for a mouse to hide.