When the temper is overcharged it overflows, nine times out of ten, into a channel absurdly irrelevant.
What on earth had David to do with it?
She halted and laughed while Molly entreated her.

In the dyke the black water crawled at her feet, and upon it a star shone.
"Star Mary--_stella maris_, if only you will shine steadily and guide me! Kiss me now, and hear that I am sorry." But it was Molly who, later that night, put out both arms in the bed where they slept together: and with a wail which lasted until Hetty enfolded her and held her close.
"I was dreaming," she muttered.

"I dreamt--of that man.".