She vaguely felt that there had been justice and punishment.

She knew that in the room at Labrador Gaston Belward had been scarcely less mad than her son.
Gaston, as soon as he became conscious, said that his assailant must be got out of the way of the police, and to that end bade Jacques send for Mr.Warren Gasgoyne.

Mr.Gasgoyne and Sir William arrived at the same time, but Gaston was unconscious again.

Jacques, however, told them what his master's wishes were, and they were carried out; Jock's friend secretly left England forever.

Sir William and Mr.Gasgoyne got the whole tale from the landlord, whom they asked to say nothing publicly.
Lady Belward drove down each day, and sat beside him for a couple of hours-silent, solicitous, smoothing his pillow or his wasting hand.