She looked back again at Horace.
"To the police station!" she repeated.

"What for ?" "How can you ask the question ?" said Horace, irritably.

"To be placed under restraint, of course." "Do you mean prison ?" "I mean an asylum." Again Mercy turned to Julian.

There was horror now, as well as surprise, in her face.

"Oh!" she said to him, "Horace is surely wrong?
It can't be ?" Julian left it to Horace to answer.