She would never grow used to being bellowed at for a fool.

Once more her husband's refusal to let her take her meals apart from him seemed monstrous.

Hardly ever did she rise from one at which she had not been abused and insulted.

She realized indeed that she had been foolish to ask the question.

But why should she sit tongue-tied before the brute?
She took another sip and said quietly: "It isn't corked." Then she turned cold with fright.
Lord Loudwater could not believe his ears.