Without word or apology the door opened, and Lady Arabella March entered the room.

I had seen her coming through the great window.

Without a word she crossed the room and stood beside Mr.Caswall.

It really was very like a fight of a peculiar kind; and the longer it was sustained the more earnest--the fiercer--it grew.
That combination of forces--the over-lord, the white woman, and the black man--would have cost some--probably all of them--their lives in the Southern States of America.

To us it was simply horrible.