His passion for Lady Dominey was uninvited and unreciprocated.

Her only feeling concerning him was one of fear; that the whole countryside knows.

Your son was a lonely, a morose and an ill-living man, Mrs.Unthank.If either of us had murder in our hearts, it was he, not I.And as for you," Dominey went on, after a moment's pause, "I think that you have had your revenge, Mrs.Unthank.It was you who nursed my wife into insanity.

It was you who fed her with the horror of your son's so-called spirit.

I think that if I had stayed away another two years, Lady Dominey would have been in a mad-house to-day." "I would to Heaven!" the woman cried, "that you'd rotted to death in Africa!" "You carry your evil feelings far, Mrs.Unthank," he replied.