Why----" She breaks off suddenly.

"Not another word," says she, putting up her hand.

"Here is Maurice.

I shall speak to him now." "Shall I stay and help you ?" "No, thank you," says Lady Rylton, with a little knowing grimace.
Seeing it, Marian's detestation grows apace.

She rises--and calmly, yet swiftly, leaves the room.