He was obviously about to speak, but she prevented him with a quick gesture.
"There's a little more I've got to say, please.

As if it weren't bad enough to do what you're doing _at all_, but you must needs take it at such a time as this when--when her husband _isn't_ doing just what he ought to do, and we all know it--it's so unfair to take her now, and try to--to win--And you aren't even fair with him," she protested tremulously.

"You pretend to be his friend.

You go with him everywhere.
It's just as if you were _helping_ to--to pull him down.

You're one with the whole bunch." (The blood suddenly receded from Arkwright's face, leaving it very white; but if Alice saw it, she paid no heed.) "Everybody says you are.