I always knew we shouldn't get on." She paused, listening, half-fearing, half-hoping, that she had heard him returning.

Then she heard his voice in the next room.

He was talking to Tessa.
She set her lips and went to her writing-table.

"Oh yes, he can make it up with his child when he knows he has been brutal; but never a single kind word to his wife--not one word!" She took up a pen with fingers that trembled with indignation, and began to write..