A nameless dread throbbed at her heart and crept among the roots of her hair.
Lady Jane handed the certificate to the lawyer.
"In two words, Sir," she said, impatiently, "what is this ?" "In two words, madam," answered Mr.Delamayn; "waste paper." "He is _not_ married ?" "He is _not_ married." After a moment's hesitation Lady Jane looked round at Mrs.Vanborough, standing silent at her side--looked, and started back in terror.

"Take me away!" she cried, shrinking from the ghastly face that confronted her with the fixed stare of agony in the great, glittering eyes.

"Take me away! That woman will murder me!" Mr.Vanborough gave her his arm and led her to the door.

There was dead silence in the room as he did it.

Step by step the wife's eyes followed them with the same dreadful stare, till the door closed and shut them out.